Chapter 230
Chapter 230 War Tower
The brutal battle was still ongoing.
The powerful Dragon Knight Jefferson was finally pushed back by the adepts.
The severe injuries inflicted on every one of them was the price they had to pay in exchange. Even Second Grade Adept Fügen was no exception.
With the adepts’ help, Fügen was finally able to find a chance to wound his opponent with an explosion of his ice crystals, forcing the knight out of the tower. But when yet another dragon knight walked steadily into the gates of the tower, everyone despaired!
Goddammit!
The adepts had lost their will to hang on and were starting to consider their escape plans. Just then, the entire war tower suddenly shook.
Complicated and intricate magical patterns and runes simultaneously appeared all over the walls, floors, and ceiling of the hall. A long awaited elementium aura surged forth, putting the adepts at ease. It was almost as if… as if they had suddenly returned to the World of Adepts!
“13%…
“…”
The adepts had long gotten used to the cruel and limiting environment of this small, elementium-sparse plane. Now that this world’s planar chains had suddenly been severed, all of the adepts were overjoyed. In the depths of their hearts, the sense of approval and belonging they had for the World of Adepts was quickly becoming stronger.
They were only guests in this world. Their roots still belonged to the World of Adepts!
At this one moment, almost all of the adepts were thinking something similar.
Violent and turbulent explosions rang out from the other end of the long corridor. Even the tower started to shake slightly. This had to do with the massive battle on the first floor, but was also caused by the ferocious attacks of the witcher-knights outside the tower.
This war tower was a crude and simplified version, after all. Its defense could not be compared to a proper tower. Thus, the adepts could not allow the ants outside to so freely continue their attacks.
“My companions, the war tower has been activated!” Adept Fügen raised his arms and yelled loudly, “Now get back to your own positions, and we will let those ignorant native reptiles know our power!”
As Fügen gave an impassioned declaration of war, the sound of the chip rang out in Greem’s mind.
“Detecting mental connection request. Requesting instructions from host. Connect?”
“Connect!”
Greem had just given his order to the chip when that uniquely cool and chilly mental flux belonging to Fügen sent a set of coordinates to him.
The adepts present didn’t say any more. All of them ran to their positions.
Greem’s battle position was in a hidden magic room on the third floor.
The inside was heartbreakingly crude and simple. With the exception of a mysterious array in the middle of the room, there was absolutely nothing else in here. No decorations or furniture at all. Several magical arrays flowing with powerful elementium energies were exposed on the tough walls of the room. Just looking from here, Greem could see the energy circuits, the energy nodes, the runic arrays, the converter arrays… all of these things, both familiar and unfamiliar, were exposed to him.
If this was an actual adepts’ tower, all of these arrays would be hidden behind a wall. Why would they ever be exposed without any protection? Greem could be sure that even a single simple fireball to the wall would be enough to cause a massive flaw to open up in the tower’s defensive system.
Just from this, one could infer how much of a rush the adepts constructing the tower had been in!
The simple array before Greem was no problem for him, even though it had only been awhile since he became an adept.
Greem stepped into the array and stood in the magic circle at the very center. A stiff, robotic voice with a strange accent spoke in his mind.
“Welcome, Adept Greem! You have been given access to this array. You may now control this offensive array. Activate array now?” This was the voice of the spirit of this war tower. However, it seemed that it was still in its most crude and primitive stage of intelligence, which was why the offensive arrays required actual adepts to function. Without the adepts, the arrays would not be able to function at their fullest capacity.
“Activate!”
With Greem’s words, a whole new scene of the battlefield slowly appeared before his eyes.