Chapter 118
From within the darkness outside the tower, a red-eyed crow flew into the night sky without a sound.
Suddenly, from a brightly lit room located on the fourth floor of the tower, a crimson glow ignited, shooting through the window and hitting the crow, making it explode into a huge clump of blood mist that covered the night sky.
“Hmph, this is the fourth one! What exactly does that Hawkeye want to do?” Mary gently put away the crimson bow in her hand, cursing angrily, “Does he wants me to have a heart-to-heart talk with him now?”
“It looks like few of them have collaborated again!” While busy with his own stuff, Greem casually responded.
Mary tilted her head and gave it a thought, before nodding her head, agreeing to Greem’s opinion.
Though part of previous strongest three, Hawkeye, was at most an Advanced Apprentice now. If he really provoked Mary, she could rip his crow’s nest up at any time! Since he was brave enough to keep sending his minions to watch them, there must be someone else backing him. And currently, the only apprentice who could be doing this within the Swampy Tower would be Evil Bugs, Acteon.
Most of the residences located on the fourth floor were for official Adepts. That was why not only had they had a super luxurious and comfortable bedroom, they were also equipped with their own study and small laboratory. At this moment, Greem was meticulously leaning onto a micro alchemy station, watching the transformation of the drop of source blood through a special magical array.
During the last few days, in order to activate the gene activity of this drop of source blood, Greem had tried nearly all magical approaches he knew. Eventually, he learned that only the blood full of energy aura could save this drop of source blood. Therefore, Greem cut his own arm, pouring his blood which was full of Fire element energy into the cultivating test tube.
Although Sarubo Family was once prosperous, following the absence of that Fourth Grade Adept for a long time, and with no new Fourth Grade Adepts, the prestige and influence of the family could no longer be compared to what they had before.
For a small resource site like this, the Sarubo Family didn’t even have the financial capacity to build a proper Adept Tower, and could only substitute with a weaker version of the tower. Therefore, when faced with the invasion of a powerful enemy, their response was slow and clumsy.
When the Magical Swamp plunged into a big mess, Adept Anderson, the man who controlled the Swampy Tower, finally walked out from his magic spell laboratory. Very soon, he had locked down on the enemy’s position.
Following a muffled ‘clang’ noise, dust and grass blew upwards at the small hill near the entrance of Magical Swamp. Adept Anderson had traveled through the space of nearly ten miles and suddenly appeared in front of the old witch.