Chapter 218
Chapter 218 A Brewing Storm
Inside a secret underground hole near the edge of Greenland Forest.
Wild patches of grass kept the narrow entrance completely hidden.
A one meter long carcass beetle with green wings and a black shell covered with corpse spots flew over, staying close to the ground. A dead human was impaled on its four razor-sharp legs. Judging from the human’s clothing, he was a low-level mercenary that entered the Greenland Forest in hopes of getting the large reward offered by the knights.
The carcass beetle circled above the entrance, and finding nothing out of the ordinary, it folded its wings and landed near the entrance. It very quickly dragged the mercenary’s corpse with it and disappeared into the underground cave.
After it entered the cave, it dove downwards, going through narrow and winding paths before finally entering a large cave twenty meters underground.
The cave had been turned into a massive bug’s nest. The ground and walls were covered in an odd moss. It was soft to the touch, and would give way when someone stepped on it. However, the moss was exceptionally durable and had surprisingly strong resistance against acid and poison.
A dozen dirt piles that looked like anthills were located in the middle of the large cave. However, these piles weren’t made of any ordinary dirt, but a filthy substance made from mud mixed with wood splinters and the bloody remains of devoured and digested human flesh.
As for the two Third Grade adepts, even though it had been quite a while since they arrived, they had yet to take a single step out of the adept tower. There was no telling how much of their strength they could exhibit while under the powerful inhibiting effect of the plane’s suppression. A First Grade adept needed one day and one night to become completely used to the planar laws here. A Second Grade adept needed five to seven days to get used to the change.
How many days would a powerful being like a Third Grade adept need to do so?
Greem quickly tidied his lab with this question in mind, before leaving the place with a single Fire Teleportation.
Other adepts, busy with their own tasks all over the forest, also received Sir Fügen’s message and hastily concluded the tasks at hand before quickly turning and heading towards the base.
Acteon didn’t return immediately upon receiving the message. Instead, he rushed over to the area where the underground cave was located. When his silhouette, hidden underneath thick robes, appeared before the entrance to the cave, odd noises rang out from within.
One after another, terrifying carcass beetles with wicked appearances slowly climbed out from within, gathering around Acteon as they let out sharp screeches. Acteon’s bug head, hidden underneath the shadow of his hood, also continuously let out odd screeches as if he was communicating with these beetles.
Thirty-Nine carcass beetles!
Each of them had terrifying power that rivalled pseudo-adepts.
If they were all gathered together, none of the First Grade adepts could fight back against them. The only option left would be to run and save themselves.
Acteon finally felt a sense of elation and pride when he looked at these loyal bug troops that surrounded him.
That damn Mary and that accursed Greem. Now that I have my bug army, what will you use to compare with me?
Acteon strode towards the base feeling extremely satisfied.
The carcass beetles took to the skies with their black shells and green wings. The wings on their backs beat rapidly as they flew above the canopy, closely following behind Acteon like an ominous gray cloud.
The skies were filled with flying adepts. Adepts sitting atop their giant magical flying tools, adepts slashing through the air with green wings on their backs, adepts rushing towards their destination after transforming into beasts.…
For one moment, the scattered adepts were all hurrying towards the same place.
The adepts’ base!