Age of Adepts

Chapter 538




Chapter 538 Adept and Dragon

Thunderclouds rumbled as lightning flashed.

Second Grade Dragonborn Zacha was a soldier that mostly engaged in close combat, but the lightning power that he amassed with all his strength still reached a level that moved Greem.

Two hundred and eighty-three points!

That was a shocking number.

An attack of this level could allow Zacha to instantly kill any individual weaker than himself within a radius of a hundred meters. That mostly referred to any being of First Grade and below. Even Greem could be severely wounded if his defensive spells weren’t all prepared.

As the rumbling lightning spread outwards, all of the magical machines collapsed to the ground. Bright arcs of electricity still crackled over their metal bodies. The powerful lightning blast had destroyed the control modules and energy circulation system within their bodies, resulting in multiple smaller explosions on the battlefield.

All the magical machines in view exploded into scattered bits of metal and robotic components. Only the machines at the edge of the lightning storm were barely able to stay in one piece. However, even they had lost their ability to fight.

In conclusion, the spells of the adepts were extremely varied. They could come up with entirely different plans of action in response to different situations.

The discipline and obedience of the adepts might be extremely lacking, but they made up for it by having adaptability that surpassed that of Zacha’s dragonborn squad by several times.

That was also why the adepts had managed to hang on for so long despite having fewer numbers compared to the dragonborn scouts. Their chances of survival were also much higher.

As expected of a fierce and mighty Second Grade dragonborn, Zacha managed to recover in less than thirty seconds. He could now stand up and join the battle once more.

The perimeter of the adepts became even more stable and more difficult to break with Zacha’s addition!

At this moment in the battle, the number of broken machines piling up outside the perimeter had reached a total of two hundred. It had gone far beyond Gazlowe’s psychological bottom line.

If all of his magical machine reserves were exhausted, he would have to retreat. That was the case even if he was a Third Grade monster facing off against a ragtag group of First Grade adepts led by two Second Grade beings.

After all, who was it that made his reincarnated body that of a giant brain that only had the means to protect itself? It didn’t have the unique combat techniques and abilities that normal Third Grade monsters should possess.

As the adepts gave their all to repel the attack of the machines, a thunderous roar echoed from a tunnel nearby.

The next moment, a dozen magical machines guarding the tunnel were blown away by a massive force. They flew across the sky like petals in spring. The four directly hit machines disintegrated in midair.

Shattered magical machine parts flew everywhere like a downpour of rain!

A powerful dragon seventeen meters long and covered with fine blue scales emerged from the tunnel as the magical machine army was thrown into disarray. He took to the skies and caught up with the machines in the air before using his fangs and slender tail to smash them to pieces.

The adepts present on the battlefield couldn’t help but be mesmerized at the sight of the dragon’s majestic movements in combat. Their hearts shrunk at the same moment.

A Third Grade Dragon!

And to make matters worse, a fearsome Thunder Dragon– dragons that were known even amongst the entire species!

The few adepts belonging to Greem’s faction couldn’t help but gather closer together. They got into formation and resisted that terrifying dragon’s aura of might that pressed against them.


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