Chapter 534
Chapter 534 Clash of Words
While Gazlowe and Zacha secretly negotiated, Alice and Greem also privately talked to each other in the corner of the hall.
“Greem, you had best prepare yourself!” Alice’s voice suddenly rang out in Greem’s mind, “We might be facing the joint attack of the dragonborn and the goblins.”
Greem was slightly surprised. He immediately asked, “Haven’t we already reach an agreement with that giant brain? What reason does he have to go against his word suddenly?”
“Because I currently hold the means to threaten his life in my hands,” Alice replied in a tone of helplessness, “A selfish lifeform like him would never allow his life to be held in the grasp of someone apart from itself.”
Greem lowered his head and thought for a moment before asking another question out of curiosity, “Alice, tell me the truth. Do we have a chance of winning this war?”
If the dragonborn hadn’t appeared, Greem would never lose hope for victory regardless of how savage the goblins were or how harsh the battle became. However, the appearance of the dragonborn had caused a delicate change to the nature of the war. The actions of the adepts in the past had always been a straightforward invasion of a foreign plane. All they had to deal with were merely a group of laughable monkeys that had put on the clothes of humans!
The adepts had always regarded the natives of lower planes with disdain.
Because there were so many mysterious facets to the adepts, Zacha couldn’t help but be on his guard when he first came face to face with an adept from the World of Adepts.
The Zhentarim Area? Sarubo Clan?
What were these?
He had only vaguely heard of three powerful adept organizations existing on the World of Adepts. The Zhentarim didn’t seem to be one of them. And who was this Sarubo person? Was he a Third Grade adept or a Fourth Grade?
However, these questions only lasted for a single second in Zacha’s mind before being answered by a ‘Samaritan.’ Gazlowe, having stolen all the information from Sabrina’s mind, made the kind gesture of sending all information he had on Greem to Zacha. It was all to drive away Zacha’s fear and doubts.
A newly established adept clan that had yet to determine their name. The strongest of their group was the young Clan Leader Greem that stood before them right now. He was only Second Grade.
Dragonborn Scout Leader Zacha’s attitude towards Greem immediately changed with the introduction of this information.
“You want us to retreat and hand this world over to you? Kehkehkeh,” Zacha let out an unrestrained laugh, “That will have to depend on whether you have the power to make us do so!”
Greem’s face forged of fire shone brilliantly. A terrifying and blinding red light spilled out of his eyes.
“If that’s the case, then let us battle to our heart’s content!”