Chapter 490
Chapter 490 Demons and Monsters
The possibility that the Scroll of Voodoo could evolve was both good news and bad news.
The good news was that Greem could now obtain a magically contracted spirit that was as powerful as himself. The strength of both the Voodoo Doll and the Spirit of Pestilence was tightly linked to the power of his soul.
The bad news was that the pages of the Scroll of Voodoo were merging into one. The original six spell slots had now all vanished, and Greem no longer had free instant-cast spells he could rely on in battle.
On the other hand, the Scroll of Voodoo was even more tightly bound to Greem’s soul. The tome could now help him resist manipulation-type spells, as well as increase his resistance to mental spells.
That was why one had no choice but to say that strengthening the Scroll of Voodoo brought on more benefits than downsides.
Greem sensed the dense voodoo energies from the tome, and his heart started to sink.
Everything was prepared, except for that one crucial element!
A small, low-grade adept’s tower had gathered eight or nine core adepts, and almost two dozen peripheral members. Weren’t these the makings of a small clan?
If Greem were allowed to successfully advance and concentrate all his subordinates and resources with his identity as a Second Grade adept, it would be a simple matter to leave the Sarubo Clan.
After all, the Sarubo Clan currently had no Fourth Grade adept on the World of Adepts. Relying on a single Third Grade Lady Sanazar to beat down a Second Grade adept with a tower of his own would probably result in a tremendous internal conflict within the clan!
If things got serious and they couldn’t subdue the conflict quickly, then the Sarubo Clan would be one step away from decline!
It was because they could foresee such a terrible scenario that the three core members of the Sarubo Clan remaining on the World of Adepts had gathered together to hold a serious discussion on all the possible outcomes.
“Firstly, I believe that Greem’s advancement to Second Grade has more downsides than benefits. It is very likely to cause a split in the clan. That is why we have to find ways to stop him from successfully advancing! At the very least, we have to find a way to stop this first attempt of his that’s about to come,” Sanazar thought for a moment before finally coming to a decision, “Fügen, did the information you receive state the exact time that he will hold that advancement ceremony?”
“It should be three months from now!” Fügen answered firmly, “According to the information from that side, a batch of rare resources belonging to Fire Throne will arrive in three months. I have read through the list of resources. It contains many of the items required for the advancement ceremony.”
“That is good!” Sanazar spoke in relief, “This means that we still have time to intervene and do something. Fügen; you immediately establish contact with Violeteye in Deepwater World. Have him put out a conscription order under the pretense of quelling a rebellion. Then have Greem bring people into Deepwater World to execute the clan’s compulsory mission.”
Deepwater World?
That was a mature lesser plane that the Sarubo Clan had been running for over three thousand years. It was also the source of most of the clan’s income. Non-core adepts of the clan would never be sent there under ordinary circumstances.
While Fügen and Keoghan were shocked by this decision, they couldn’t help but marvel at the ingenuity of this idea after some quick considerations.
Deepwater World was a strange plane filled with mostly water! Greem would never easily attempt advancement once he was sent there, due to the clashing of attributes.
This way, it would be easy to delay his plans for several years.
Once they had removed the prick, the rest of the ants could easily be scattered and reassigned to other places via other means. Greem’s tiny little faction would be torn to pieces. That way, they couldn’t stick together. Even if Greem successfully advanced in the future, the impact to the clan would be reduced significantly.
The more they thought about it, the more they understood the brilliance of Lady Sanazar’s plan. The two adepts betrayed expressions of admiration on their faces.
Before the three of them could further perfect the plan, a strange frog’s croak rang out from Adept Fügen’s body.
Fügen paused for a moment and took out a piece of magical equipment in the shape of a frog from under his robes.
The magical equipment was blinking uniformly with a red light. It puffed its cheeks and let out croaks.
“It’s him! It’s the spy I put in there!” Fügen’s expression changed. He couldn’t help but blurt that fact out.
As for who the spy that Fügen had arranged to be in Fire Throne, Sanazar and Keoghan had absolutely no idea. The Third Grade adept couldn’t care less, while the First Grade Keoghan had no right to know. The whole thing had been managed by Adept Fügen alone!
“Answer it!” Sanazar’s voice suddenly turned cold and severe, “If he’s so frantic as to use emergency magic to contact you, something unexpected must have happened. Let me hear what he has to say as well.”
Adept Fügen nodded awkwardly. Magical energy surged through his hand and into the magical frog equipment. He answered the emergency message from far away.
“It’s bad. It’s really bad! Sir Fügen, Greem secretly snuck into the sea of lava today. He’s already started attempting Second Grade advancement.” The voice from the magical equipment sounded extremely flustered. It was clear that he had been caught off guard by this news as well.
The three people in the hall instantly froze when they heard this. Light flashed in their eyes.
Dammit, they were tricked by Greem once again!
All three of them started cursing wildly in their hearts.
The atmosphere in the room quickly started heating up.