Chapter 386
Chapter 386 Alice’s Goodwill
News of the Flame Demon’s return spread throughout Feidnan City within half an hour of his arrival in the city.
A couple of hours later, half of the Zhentarim area had received news of this as well.
Greem should never have received this much attention with his status and power. However, it was a known fact that his acquaintance, Alice, had become one of the Northern Witch leaders.
It was important to note how powerful the witches were. Most of the witch leaders were Fourth Grade witches. Only the Coldwinter Witch leader was a Third Grade witch.
It was undoubtedly immensely advantageous for the Sarubo Clan to be able to become allies with an influential witch leader like those. Thus, everyone treated Greem’s return as that of a messenger sent back by the Witch of Fate.
If these two forces joined hands, it would bring about enormous trouble for all the enemies of the Sarubo Clan!
These things tended to be less public news hidden from the people. No more than fifteen days had passed since the Battle of Fate, not to mention how isolationist the Zhentarim area was. Reports of the Northern Witches couldn’t possibly have spread to this place so rapidly. However, under the intentional efforts of the Sarubo, this information disseminated through the center of the continent like a plague. Consequently, many looked well upon the future development of the Sarubo Clan.
After all, it wasn’t much of a problem. With the help of Feidnan and the others, as well as Greem’s influence, Snorlax’s business was becoming bigger and bigger each day. At this point, it was already able to sustain the daily expenses of Greem’s faction.
Greem bitterly smiled when he saw Meryl still fussing and worrying about Alice’s situation. He had no choice but to take out the Black Qiraji Resonating Crystal and pass it to Meryl. Meryl immediately went back to her room while holding the Crystal as if it was the greatest treasure in the world. It seemed she couldn’t wait to talk to Alice.
Greem activated the room’s magical defenses once everyone had left. He then took out a storage bag.
It was the item Alice had gifted him before his departure. He had suppressed his curiosity and not opened the bag all this while. Greem now had the time to assess the contents slowly.
“Tormanta, by the name of the winds.”
The red string on the dimensional bag unraveled on its own after a short magic chant. Intense elementium light shone from within the container.
Greem sent his Spirit into the bag in curiosity as he took the items out one by one.
Three Ioun Stones: one red, one purple, and one blue.
The red one provided two additional Spirit when activated. The blue one could forcefully absorb an elementium attack below eighty points of power. The purple Ioun Stone was even more precious. It shielded the soul with a barrier of a hundred and twenty points of power. If the enemy’s attack didn’t exceed this limit, Greem would be completely immune to its effects.
Blaze of Destruction. A reasonably famous elementium scepter among adepts. It was two meters in length and completely black. It appeared to have been forged from a unique magical alloy. Fitted into a groove at the top of the scepter was a fist-sized crimson crystal.
Greem knew this crystal. The Star of Destruction. It was a mutated crystal that had been taken from the edge of the World of Destruction. It could turn any fire energy and convert it into Flames of Destruction. These were flames that naturally possessed a trace of the powers of destruction.
These Flames of Destruction were exceptionally effective at destroying elementium defenses, and were an immensely offensive power!
For an apprentice, the Fire Lord’s Scepter had been a mighty scepter. However, the power of the Fire Lord’s Scepter became irrelevant once Greem had advanced to an adept. The pseudo-adept level Fire Deity that it summoned was also incapable of helping him deal with adept-level opponents. Greem very rarely used the Fire Lord’s Scepter these days.
Acquiring this new adept-level Blaze of Destruction unquestionably helped Greem with his awkward lack of a useable scepter!
Apart from that, Greem also found a strange crystal in the dimensional bag, along with a small note.
The crystal was about the size of a fist. It was a dark green color, with purple liquid flowing about within it. A surge of magical flux immediately pressed against Greem when he held the crystal in his hands. There was even the uniquely ferocious aura of ancient beasts mixed within.
Dragon Crystal!
This item was the crystal core of a Second Grade dragon!
Judging from the color and magical attribute of the crystal core, this was a wind-attribute dragon crystal.
Greem sighed.
He had invested far too many resources into Alice, most of which had been lost in the Battle of Fate. He could tell that this was Alice’s way of compensating him for his losses. Even though all these items moved Greem, the one gift that touched him the most was still… Alice’s kiss.
He slowly opened the note as he recalled that private moment with Alice.
It was Alice’s handwriting, but only a few words were written on the paper.
Volcano Vesuvius!