Chapter 562
Chapter 562 Might of a Third Grade
My base. My initiative!
Elementium adepts excelled at violent elementium attacks, while vampires were more akin to phantoms roaming a battlefield.
It might appear as if the two Second Grade vampires had an overwhelming advantage when simultaneously challenging a single Second Grade fire adept. However, the truth was exactly the opposite. It was the lonesome Greem who used his rapid and ferocious fire spells to blast the Second Grade vampires and forced them to move around him, not daring to stop for a single second.
The reason a situation like this had occurred was mostly due to the blessing of Fire Throne.
Fire Throne was an adept’s tower that belonged only to Greem; he had absolute authority over the tower. Fire Throne’s flame barrier could be projected to any spot within five kilometers of the tower. That meant that Greem practically didn’t need to worry about defense during combat.
The two Second Grade vampires could only sit on their hands and run from his attacks if they were unable to break through the flame barrier. Even if they braved Greem’s fierce bombardment and closed in for an attack, it would only be negated by the flame barrier that projected from Greem’s body.
The two vampries would need to increase their instantaneous offensive power beyond the defensive limits of the flame barrier if they wanted to hurt Greem himself. Otherwise, their periodic attacks would never be able to match the regeneration of the flame barrier. They would never be able to harm Greem, even if they attacked in this manner for a hundred thousand years.
……
The chain of warnings constantly rang out. The flame barrier being projected by Fire Throne was also weakening rapidly. An endless stream of fire energy was still being sent over by the tower, but it couldn’t keep up with the speed and ferocity of the enemy’s attacks.
[Beep. Flame Barrier has been attacked by an external force. Defensive power below 30%. Shattering imminent.]
Greem’s face flushed white the very next second.
It was important to note that this flame barrier projected by Fire Throne possessed a minimum of a thousand points of defensive power. It was an estimated number provided by the Chip. When paired with the constant stream of fire energy from the tower, it could easily hold against a barrage of attacks from dozens of First Grade elementium adepts with absolutely no problem.
Yet, for a Third Grade adept, a defense of this level was no more than an eggshell that could be cracked with the flick of a finger. Moreover, this adept was a vampire adept, known amongst all adepts for their weak offensive strength!
Greem had imagined the power of a Third Grade adept countless times. However, the statistics and data he had drawn out in his mind still weren’t as terrifying as a Third Grade adept in the flesh.
Greem was worried, but he wasn’t panicking. He quickly flashed backward and retreated while waving the Blaze of Destruction. He summoned a massive Meteor Shower that instantly engulfed every inch of space around him.
Greem knew very well the situation of the battle. Single-target spells would never be able to hit the Third Grade Haines. Only area-of-effect fire spells could affect the vampire adept. Greem wasn’t counting on these spells wounding Haines. He just hoped they could limit or delay Haines’ attacks and provide him with the space to dodge.
A few steps later, Greem’s flame barrier vanished in the clear and crisp sound of its shattering. He hadn’t managed to even rally with Dragonborn Zacha.
Third Grade Haines’ claws possessed intense corrosive properties and fearsome blood poison. The flame barrier of a thousand points of power turned to pieces in less than five seconds.
Greem had no flame barrier left to protect him. His Lava Shields of four or five hundred points and his Fire Shields of two hundred points were even more fragile and couldn’t do much either. Fortunately, they managed to help Greem win half a second worth of time. Greem barely managed to teleport away just as Haines’ bloody claws were about to rip his throat apart.
That was the most dangerous and closest Fire Teleportation for him since he had advanced to adept!
Greem felt intense pain at his throat when he stumbled out at Zacha’s side. It was difficult to even swallow. It seemed the edge of Haines’ claws had barely scratched his throat at the instant he teleported away.
“Quick… retreat back into the tower…” Greem mumbled out as he escaped into Fire Cave under Zacha’s support and protection.
Perhaps because he feared that terrifying speed of Third Grade Haines, Zacha made sure to use his most violent lightning storm to drown the entrance of the cave and halt any attempts at pursuit.
Zacha supported Greem as they quickly ran along the winding magma tunnels of Fire Cave toward the adept’s tower, just two hundred meters away from them.
Haines appeared at the edge of the lightning storm like a ghostly phantom.
He bent slightly forward, his tall nose no more than ten centimeters away from the storm. He locked onto the two fleeing silhouettes through the ravaging storm with his strange silver eyes.
Two Second-Grades.
In his eyes, the Second Grade figures that terrorized most of the world were no more than targets of a hunt that could suffice as a pastime and diversion.
They couldn’t be called ‘opponents.’
If it weren’t for the fact that he didn’t want the Second Grade dragonborn’s all-out strike to damage the clothes he had on him, he would have caught both of them before they made it ten meters out.
Still, it was no big deal.
They have only extended their lives for a few dozen seconds. The conclusion was predetermined.
Haines’ silver eyes grew even brighter when he sensed the energy levels of the lightning storm rapidly receding.
He turned into a crimson shadow the moment the last lightning aftershock vanished, disappearing into the dark cave that was Fire Throne.
Naturally, the other vampires shrieked and followed after their leader.