Chapter 570
Chapter 570 Metal Giant
A terrifying cluster of energy storms rose from underground before the eyes of everyone.
Even though the adepts already knew Gazlowe was hiding within that storm, they couldn’t sense his exact position through that layer of chaotic and violent energy, even after using all the means at their disposal.
While the adepts were silently marveling at the wonder of Gazlowe after assimilating with the magic generator furnace, the goblins on the outside were watching this former greatest goblin of the world with a zealous fervor.
He was the smartest goblin in the world and the ‘god’ of the goblins!
He had stepped past the grade threshold that no goblin had ever succeeded overcoming, becoming the first Third Grade ‘goblin’ of the multiverse. It was true that Gazlowe looked far too different from a goblin now, but he had still been a goblin once upon a time, hadn’t he?
All the goblins kneeled on the ground with complicated emotions in their hearts. They kowtowed and paid their respects to this God of the Goblins that had brought them both endless suffering and endless hope!
The power of ‘god’ continued to increase, and the god’s will was starting to move.
As the disciple of Meryl and the grand-disciple of Greem, Deserra was an elementium adept with wind affinity. It had been no more than seven years since he had advanced to adept level.
Deserra was a quiet person that didn’t enjoy too much social interaction. As such, he didn’t stand out amongst Greem’s faction and didn’t have too much of a presence. However, his existence represented the legacy of the Crimson Clan. That was why Greem had also started paying attention to him recently.
“Understood, Clan Leader.”
Deserra was a conservative adept that liked to do things by the rules. He always wore a formulaic smile on his pale face, and his body revealed a trace of sickliness. His behavior was elegant, but not superficial. One look and anyone could tell he was the classic noble adept that came from a noble family.
Deserra’s entire body glowed with light when Greem looked at him with his elementium sight. Not a single equipment slot where Deserra could equip something was empty. It was apparent that he was a reasonably wealthy adept.
Deserra took off of the ground after being called by Greem. He hovered in midair, the magical equipment on his body lighting up in order, providing him with plenty of enhancing and amplifying status effects.
He extended both of his hands, and several wind vortices started to gather between his palms before forming into a single sharp wind blade.
The lack of elementium in the Goblin Plane caused Deserra to require seven entire seconds to bring the wind blade to its strongest level.
Deserra then let out a battle cry as the sharp wind vortex shot out of his hand. It traversed a hundred meters in an instant and crashed upon the soul forcefield of the metal giant.
Some slight ripples appeared on the intangible soul forcefield, and Deserra’s attack was quickly neutralized.
Eighty-five points!
The Chip immediately provided Greem with the strength of that attack.
Considering this was the Goblin Plane, and Deserra was a newly-advanced adept, an attack of this strength was already commendable. If this were the World of Adepts, that attack would probably have reached over a hundred points of damage!
Even back in the past, with all the optimization from the Chip and the explosiveness of his fire spells, Greem’s spells had only reached a peak of one hundred and five points.
As such, Deserra’s research into wind spells was still fairly decent in contrast!
Deserra’s attack might not have broken through the metal giant’s soul forcefield, but it had attracted Gazlowe’s attention.
The metal giant bent its body slightly and turned its head toward Deserra. The pair of eyes that gleamed like searchlights shone toward Deserra.
A First Grade adept could hardly break through the defense of the metal giant controlled by Gazlowe, but what about a Second Grade?
Greem waved his hand, and a Magma Fireball the size of a human head instantly appeared in his palm. It continued to increase in strength as it absorbed the fire elementium around them.
The fireball immediately drew the metal giant’s gaze.
“Gazlowe, don’t move. I want to try this out.”
Greem communicated with Gazlowe and then proceeded to push with his hand. The Magma Fireball in his palm cut across the sky like a streaking meteor and crashed against the soul forcefield.
Sparks flew everywhere, and lava splashed across the place!
One half of the metal giant was engulfed in that massive blast of fire.