Chapter 259
Chapter 259 Otherworld Runes
Feidnan City, Adepts’ Tower.
Greem sat silently by the desk. A parchment had been spread open before him. He was slowly writing out a strange and odd rune based on his memories.
After the chip’s careful organization and filtering, twenty-three variations of existing runes and twenty-eight all new runes were found. The rune variations referred to otherworld runes that were extremely similar to the runes in the system of the World of Adepts. The only difference came about due to the different power systems of the two planes.
However, apart from the rune-variants, there were still twenty-eight all new runes that had never existed within the runic system of the World of Adepts. If Greem wanted to modify them into runes that were usable for adepts, he would have to explore and create the runes himself.
After three days of non-stop calculations, the chip had finally managed to decipher one of the new runes and was trying its best to convert it into a form that was functional within the World of Adepts.
For example, the rune written on the parchment right now meant ‘restoration’ back in the knights’ plane. If this rune was carved in an array back in the knights’ plane, it would be able to double restoration and regenerative power. However, when written in the World of Adepts, this was not the case. As the rune was finally finished, a light purple glow started to gather about the parchment.
Then, an odd hand-monster-thing crawled out of the paper, slowly looking about.
The adepts would feel slight stinging pain all over their bodies if they even stood slightly closer to Sanazar.
This was the energy radiation from Lady Sanazar’s body, due to the excessively powerful concentration of magical energies around her. As long as she didn’t actively hold her power back, this group of puny First Grade adepts could only silently endure the pain. Again, no one dared to voice any dissatisfaction or complaints.
If one were to compare a Sixth Grade Great Adept to a small nuclear reactor, the Third Grade Sanazar would be nuclear material with powerful radiation. Greem and the other First Grade adepts would at best be nuclear waste.
Thus the adepts, who were as powerful as deities compared to ordinary mortals, once again felt fear and uncertainty when put before the high-tier adepts.
Right now, only three adepts, including Greem, had been stationed in the adepts’ tower. Even if one were to include the three adepts stationed outside the tower, there were only six adepts being stationed in the Sarubo headquarters. This number was genuinely pitiful for a mid-tier adept clan.
Thus it was clear that the death of eight clan adepts in the knight’s plane had greatly reduced the strength of the Sarubo Clan.
This was possibly the reason that Great Adept Sarubo was so quick in sending Sanazar back to guard the base.
The World of Adepts was the roots of all adept clans after all. Only if the roots were thick and strong could qualified adepts be continuously pumped out and sent towards all sorts of planes to ensure the continued prosperity of the clan.
Adept Sanazar rested comfortably and lazily on the stone seat, silently listening to Adept Keoghan’s report on the clan’s situations and the activity of neighboring clans. It was only when she heard Greem had fought two adepts by himself, and even killed an adept from the Black Glove Association seven days ago in a border war, that her gaze landed on Greem.
Suddenly, for no reason whatsoever, Greem felt his body tense up. That stinging pain started to intensify.
Greem endured the pain in silence before finally hearing Lady Sanazar speak.
“I had heard from Lord Sarubo about you before I returned. He said you are the smartest and most ambitious of the clan’s First Grade adepts this time round. Very good! An adept without ambition wouldn’t have the spirit to explore and adventure. However, ambition without intelligence to back it up will only cause adventure to turn into misadventure, sending you to an early grave in a situation where your power was lacking.”
Having said that, Sanazar turned to Keoghan and instructed.
“Send a message for me to that old fogey at the Black Glove Association. Just tell him that I, Sanazar, am back. And if he tries anything against our Sarubo Clan, I’ll personally visit them and devour them whole!”
The brutality and violence in her words was frightening.
Moreover, Greem had a feeling that her promises of ‘devouring whole’ wasn’t so much a threat as something she really wanted to do.
“Moreover, the clan is sorely lacking in fresh blood, so you lot can’t be slacking off either. From today onwards, every clan adept has to take a few apprentice adepts under their wing and be responsible for their guidance and learning. The clan will provide you guys with double the clan contribution points for this!”
Everyone had, in fact, expected this.
Thus, they nodded in agreement without saying anything.
“Very well. Since no one has anything to say, then we are done here! In the future, go look for Keoghan if you have anything you need. Do not interrupt my sleep, or else… “