Chapter 607
Chapter 607 A Visiting Guest
One-fourth of a dragon?
Dragon Devourers needed to completely devour an entire dragon to effectively improve and obtain the dragon’s bloodline, physique, magic resistance, and soul.
Would the dragon still be whole if it were split into four pieces?
Oliven was extremely frustrated and upset right now.
Yet, when she tried to give the matter some serious thought, she couldn’t find anything wrong with Greem’s words.
It was only natural that she got a quarter of the dragon when all four of them had worked together to defeat the dragon, mainly when there wasn’t much difference between their contributions and power in battle. Still, this was too far beyond the expectations she had been holding onto this whole time!
“You don’t intend to give me a dragon leg or a dragon wing every time we slay a dragon, do you?” Oliven furiously squeezed this query out through her teeth. Two dangerous clusters of fire lit up in the depths of her jade green eyes.
The very next second, the tender flesh on Greem’s waist was pinched and twisted by a pair of snow white hands.
Three times to the left and three times to the right. There wasn’t much force in the pinch, but that intense pain still went straight to Greem’s heart.
“You’re not allowed to hook up with that girl!” Mary wickedly left this sentence behind and went without looking back, much as Oliven had. Her slender waist swayed like a willow in the wind as she walked. Every step tempted and plucked at Greem’s heartstrings, causing lust to rise in him. He couldn’t help but lick his lips.
He had been too engrossed in the organization of the Crimson Clan and the excavation of Lance over these past few days. It seemed to have been a long time since he last had some ‘proper communication’ with Mary. He had also unlocked a couple of interesting moves lately. He could probably consider letting loose for just a bit.
Sadly, before Greem could put the thoughts in his mind to action, a goblin engineer swiftly ran out of the flying ship while waving both of his hands. The goblin had a piece of note in his hand.
A guest has arrived. Return ASAP!
This was the brief message that Gazlowe had sent over via the communication device aboard the flying ship. It was vague and inconclusive, as if Gazlowe was intentionally leaving the matter a mystery.
It shouldn’t be an enemy. Otherwise, the cowardly and fearful Gazlowe would take a much more urgent tone.
But a guest?
Greem was slightly surprised.
He didn’t seem to have any acquaintances here in Lance. It couldn’t be that some adept that had wandered here from the World of Adepts was visiting him, could it? No, wait. It seemed it was possible, probable even, that he had an acquaintance here in Lance.
A flash went off in Greem’s mind. He had a vague idea of who the visitor was.
Good. It was about time to have a proper talk with him.
After hastily cleaning up the snowy mountain, Greem boarded the flying ship with all his subordinates. The vessel then slowly took to the skies and started on its way back to the metal fortress.
Lonepeak Snowmountain had to hold something special about it, given that Frost Dragon Aruntini had chosen it as her lair. Abandoning the mountain this way was a bit of a waste. Still, the Crimson Clan had to keep their fist held tight if they wanted to expand their forces in Lance while remaining hidden. They absolutely couldn’t spread out their strength and have the enemy slowly snap each one of their fingers.
All the adepts retreated to the metal fortress after the battle to avoid any unfortunate incidents from happening. Yet, they couldn’t easily forsake an excellent base like this either. Greem left one goblin engineer, two goblin technicians, five construction machines, and ten combat magical machines in the ice palace.
The task Greem gave them was to do a comprehensive and detailed survey of all the creatures, minerals, and plant resources within the frost dragon’s territory, with Lonepeak Snowmountain as their temporary base. They were not to start any conflicts with the large-scale native tribes unless absolutely necessary. They were to do their best to figure out the distribution of resources within the frost dragon’s territory.
The goblin engineer that acted as the temporary captain had to maintain long-distance communications with the metal fortress every three days to report their findings. The metal fortress would also send out resources, logistics, and reinforcements at important times using the flying ship.
Once everything had been arranged, the flying ship rose into the clouds and quickly flew toward the Stonetalon Mountains under cover of night. Due to the lack of special alloys, the engine room of the flying ship was still the old space furnace; the newest magic generator furnace hadn’t been installed.
Greem had already exhausted a third of the Queyras alloy dug out of the ruins of the Steel Capital to construct a powerful magic generator furnace that could sustain the entire metal fortress. The remaining Queyras alloy could, at best, be used for three to five miniature magic generator furnaces.
However, the blueprints of the miniaturized magic generator furnace were still being calculated and optimized. They couldn’t be used to sustain the explosive growth of the magical machine army in the short term.
Ordinary magical machines could get by with improved versions of the magic energy batteries. The ones that genuinely needed miniature magic generator furnaces were the elite magical machine warriors. The performance of the Goblin Shredder and the Goblin Bomberman during the battle of the Swamp of Sorrows were the most eye-catching of them all. They were also undergoing improvements and optimization.
Once the newest Second Grade magical machine warrior was completed, it could be paired with Tigule, who was known as the Goblin God of War. When that happened, it was very likely that another combat unit with Second Grade power would emerge within the Crimson Clan.