Chapter 215
Chapter 215 Preparing for Battle
Raistlin exchanged looks with the other two green dragons before speaking in his booming voice once more.
“You disappoint me, my child! After all, as a half-dragon with a sheltered upbringing, you have never experienced the bloody and savage plane war! Did you think you could rule over everything else in this plane with the Fourth Grade you achieved through your dragon blood? Wrong. You are wrong.”
Raistlin straightened his body and roared in anger.
“Fourth Grade is nothing! A Fourth Grade being can only barely qualify as a proper recruit in a plane world! Who are the ones invading this time? Adepts! The evil adepts!
“I’m sure you have heard of the cruelty and savagery of the adepts! And given that to be the case, do you think we should still enter this war for the sake of some meager human offerings? When the evil adepts have already cast their gaze on this unfortunate plane?”
Willis’ face was one full of pain and struggle when faced with questions of the green dragon clan leader Raistlin, his father.
“But… but father, the invading adepts this time are extremely weak. If we gather all of the dragons in Dragon Valley, we can still chase them out of this plane!”
The two Third Grade adepts stayed in the camp to slowly get used to the change in planar laws, while the remaining adepts were busy with their own things. Greem had also successfully obtained the information he needed from Adept Hyde.
A hitlist.
A list filled with the names of the rune grandmasters on the knights’ plane!
Sadly, almost all of the rune grandmasters were located near the capital of the knights’ kingdom and were under heavy protection. Thus, if Greem wanted to get his hands on the profound knowledge on merging runic and life energy, there was no avoiding a long trip to the capital!
And with the current situation, it was impractical to leave the adepts’ base to go on a trip in the human’s world.
At least until the end of the next battle, Greem could not leave the adepts’ base.
The battle in the woods last time had caused tremendous damage to the witcher-knights. However, with the fifteen days of rest and recuperation they received, fresh blood from all over the continent had been able to arrive one after another, replenishing the numbers of the army outside Blue Hillock City. The number of witcher-knights had reached a historic five thousand men!
The storm of war started to brew once more over the edge of Greenland Forest.
The higher-ups in the knights used high and extravagant rewards to attract bounty hunters, adventurers, mercenaries, and even rogues and thieves of all kinds. Greenland Forest was almost akin to an exceptionally lively market because of this. Every day, countless small squads of human adventurers wove their way through the woods, playing a game of cat and mouse with the evil adepts and their terrifying voodoo beasts and ghouls.
Even though most of the squads never returned, as they were turned into materials for the adepts to create more voodoo beasts, there were one or two fortunate squads. The knight commanders pieced together the bits and pieces of information they brought back, and finally managed to get a basic understanding of the forest’s interior.
The adepts’ tower in particular was extremely conspicuous and was hard to conceal from the scouts. All the higher-ups were alerted to its existence and it became a thorn in their hearts, a concern that made them lose sleep night after night. If it wasn’t for the fact that the powerhouses of the knights’ army had yet to arrive, a new battle might have already started.
It was in such a tense situation that Greem excavated an underground palace of his own in a spot three and a half kilometers away from the base.
Using the large number of clay golems and alligator hunters under his command, Greem dug a small underground palace fifteen meters underground, turning it into his personal laboratory and spending every day in there.
There were over twenty rooms in the underground palace, and important magic experiments were being conducted in every one of them.
Four or five glowstones were placed on the dim and wet stone walls of the corridors. They let out a dim light-green radiance, barely enough to make the surrounding area visible.
Greem appeared in the corridor, still engulfed in a thick and heavy robe. After a slight hesitation, he turned and entered the first stone room on the left.
A massive ice pillar was placed on the stone pedestal in the middle of the empty stone room. There was nothing else besides that. However, just this massive ice pillar alone was obviously no common object. Its mere existence caused the temperature of the stone room to drop to a shocking -157°C.
Snow and ice crystals covered the entire room. Even the floorboards, the ceiling, and the walls were entirely covered under a layer of bright blue ice. If these walls hadn’t been reinforced and protected by magic arrays, Greem was sure that the chill would spread out of the room, turning the entire underground palace into a world of snow and ice.
The only thing Greem could do in the stone room was stand before the ice pillar and use his own elementium fire to continuously roast the ice pillar. Then he would close his eyes and sense and feel the traces of planar law released from the pillar as the ice melted.
Indeed, this ice pillar was the product left behind in the fight between Second Grade Adept Sir Fügen and the Second Grade Radiant Knight. Sir Fügen had conjured the power of the planar laws to freeze the enemy within to capture him alive. For that reason, the remains of this ice pillar were also a manifestation of planar law of ice fragments.
If Greem hadn’t used his fire against it, this force of ice and snow would automatically absorb water elementium from its surroundings to maintain its existence. It would probably be at least one or two months before it would melt on its own. In this period, any living being that dared to touch the pillar would have to endure chill damage as high as thirty degrees.
This was almost as much as the all out attack of an advanced apprentice!
It was clear how powerful Second Grade adepts were. Just a simple spell casually cast would have such terrifying might. Thus, Greem needed to slowly sense the intricacies of the planar law powers within the ice pillar to find the innate difference between First and Second Grade adepts!