Chapter 609
Chapter 609 Faen Plane
“What is it? Lord Arms, you know this frost dragon?”
Greem, who was taking Arms on tour through the metal city asked curiously.
Arms hesitated for a moment before nodding his head reluctantly.
“Speaking of which, Lord Arms, how did you know we were here?”
Arms was now a tall man in beautiful blue armor after transforming into a human. He had a handsome face, good posture, and an indescribable aura of might accompanied his every move and action.
Arms rolled his eyes upon hearing Greem’s questions. He put on an expression that seemed to be asking Greem ‘how dare you even ask me that question?’
“Mmhmm. A good question! Since I’ve already given Zacha to you, you should know where my territory is located, don’t you?”
“How is it? How is it? Did you get any results this time?” Little Helen floated above Alice’s shoulders, leaned by her ear, and softly asked.
“So what if I did? So what if I didn’t?” Alice seemed dejected.
“There needs to be a result!” Little Helen anxiously flew about near Alice as she said, “You’ve already exhausted so much of your life. If you don’t get a result still, you…”
Little Helen suddenly stopped speaking.
She could clearly see from her angle that her master, who was not even a hundred years old yet, was already experiencing the effects of aging. Her originally silky silver hair had now turned completely snow white. That made Alice’s face seem all the paler. Her frail and weak body seemed even weaker as if a single gust of wind would blow her away.
Alice gave it some thought before shaking her head and putting on an ugly smile, “I’m very sorry, but it seems there are no results this time either!”
Little Helen flew in front of Alice. She placed her hands on her waist, pouted, and stared angrily at her master.
“Do you think we magic fairies are all idiots that you can fool as you like? I saw it very clearly. The past few times you divined, the magic array has responded to the powers of the star, and pronounced abnormalities have occurred. These are the telltale signs of successful divination. How long do you intend to lie to me?”
Alice straightened her body and sighed distantly, “So what if it succeeded, so what if it didn’t? If Fate pointed out a path to you that cannot be passed through, then isn’t it the same as having no path before you?”
“What exactly was Fate’s hint to you? Weren’t you asking about the direction of your Second Grade advancement? Why would Fate point you toward a dead end?” Little Helen asked curiously.
Alice stared at the starlight on the astrology platform that had yet to disperse completely, “I have divined three times in a row. Fate keeps hinting to me that my only chance at advancing to Second Grade will be the planar expedition three months later. That’s the invasion of a mighty mid-sized plane. Do you think we of the Tower of Fate have the right to participate in such a massive invasion with our current prowess?”
Little Helen was also shocked upon hearing this.
She had also never expected her master Alice’s opportunity of advancement to fall upon a different plane, much less one that possessed a powerful native civilization.
Alternate planes like that often had terrifying otherworldly deities guarding them. They were not like those small-sized planes, where people could enter and exit as they wished. Completely devouring such a plane would easily allow any adept organization to expand at a rapid rate.
However, in comparison, the difficulty of invasion would also increase by several dozen times or even several hundreds of times!
One could responsibly say that the invading adept organization would be very likely to be exterminated on these terrifying planes if they didn’t have the necessary power. It wouldn’t even be a matter of profits and benefits then, but a question of survival.
Alice had once offered up the planar coordinates of a large-sized plane during the Witch Council. According to tradition, the other Northern Witch branches had to offer up planes of equal quality that they held in their hands if they wanted to participate in any invasion activities related to that plane.
After some hesitation, all the leaders of the various witch branches could only announce the coordinates of a mid-sized plane that they held in their hands. They couldn’t possibly be as powerful as the large-sized plane that Alice offered to the Council, but they also possessed many plants, animals, magical creatures, and all sorts of other resources.
The three consecutive divinations that Alice conducted this time pointed toward the mid-sized plane that the Pale Witches had shared with the rest– the Plane of Faen.
According to the rules, the Pale Witches would be opening a portal to Faen in three months.
When that happened, all the witch branches could freely send troops and forces to participate in the robbing of Faen. Moreover, everyone would be able to keep the spoils that they reaped in the war.
It sounded like a perfect and just operation for everyone, but an opportunity like this might as well be non-existent for the weak Witches of Fate.
The Witches of Fate would be seeking their own death if they were to go robbing a mid-sized plane with their current strength.
Thus, Alice hesitated. She was lost, and she was uncertain.