Chapter 415
Chapter 415 A Fight of Life and Death
Inside the tower.
All the apprentices watched the battle outside the tower with a mix of feverish passion and fear.
Most of the time they wished they could be like Sir Greem, proudly standing in the middle of several magical creatures and fighting off every single one. On the other hand, they couldn’t help but be worried about the outcome of the battle itself. They were frightened about the possibility of the tower’s defenses failing and one of those hideous creatures making their way inside.
For the sake of the tower and their own lives, all the apprentices were controlling the offensive arrays to the best of their abilities. Every time a magma fireball formed, they would hurl it towards the ugly tentacled creature climbing on the walls as well as at the wyvern king that fought with the manticore leader.
Fireballs exploded in the skies and flames spread in every direction!
The two monsters fought in the harsh environment just like this, circling above the tower, occasionally clashing while tearing and biting at each other.
Greem’s towering silhouette emerged from the sea of lava again, and he quickly sent the unharmed Eva back into the tower. It was only now that Greem had the time to raise his hand and remove the snake arrow biting into his shoulder.
With its head in Greem’s grasp, the snake could not bite his hand no matter how much it struggled. A flame ignited in his hands and instantly reduced the poison snake to ashes. Greem rubbed his fingers together, and all the dust slowly fell.
“What is it? Do you still not admit your loss today?” Greem’s black eyes stared at Dana the Medusa without any emotion. He spoke coldly, “Run now, and you still have a chance to escape. Continue fighting, and all you can do is wait for your death by lava!”
Meryl and Gargamel flew out of the tower as Greem threatened them. They levitated in the air and stared coldly at the magical creature lords.
By this point, all of their subordinates and servants had died to the sea of lava beneath them. If they continued to fight instead of retreating, they would be forcing Greem to pull out all the stops.
“Human, are you not at your limits as well!” Demon-Hunting Spider Tula hung from the ceiling as its wicked mouth clattered. A furious mental voice boomed out in the air, “You still intend to scare us away after slaughtering so many of our tribe members? Tsk, tsk, tsk. I can’t wait to conquer your tower and taste the fresh meat inside!”
The eyes of the magical creature lords turned blood red when they heard Tula’s words.
This trick of theirs was too cruel and wicked. To have flooded this place with subterranean lava! All of their tribe members and servants had been exterminated. Even if they managed to escape this place today, they would be reduced to nothing but lone lords with no vassals to serve them. They couldn’t suppress their rage when they thought of this. They once again prepared themselves for a fight as they surrounded the adepts.
Seeing that the negotiations had fallen apart, Greem immediately projected his Spirit into the tower’s control center. He chose a red command from the list of items without hesitation.
In next second the tower trembled as hundreds and thousands of streams of lava blasted out from within the structure. It was a beautiful sight. From afar, it looked just like a flowering tree of fire.
The face of the magical creatures flushed white the moment this happened.
This attack enveloped the entire caverns. It was a terrifying rain of fire that fell from above. This…how were they supposed to dodge an attack like this, or even escape?
The magical creatures quickly split into two parties.
One party followed behind Tula and recklessly charged at the adept’s tower. They wanted to smash open a path to survival by doing so. The Dark Tentacular led the other party. They turned tail without any doubt and rushed towards the other end of the caverns.
As long as it was able to find a crack that allowed passage, the Dark Tentacular had absolute confidence in escaping.
Dana the Medusa, as well as the Giant Berserk Gelada, chose to charge with Tula. However, the Wyvern King was not as courageous as his previous performance suggested. He decided to leave with the Dark Tentacular.
He had no choice. The fight with the manticores had inflicted severe injuries on him. He no longer had the confidence to attempt a breach on that unpredictable tower.
The fight of life and death erupted in front of the adept’s tower, just like that!