Chapter 57
When Greem and Mary finally arrived to where the groups had split apart, there were four people waiting for them already.
Noticing the weakest team had successfully returned safely, a relaxed smile simultaneously appeared on the faces of Marcus, Leander, Isaac, and Bruce as their hearts finally felt at ease. If something happened to the Greem and Mary duo, someone would have to do investigation missions all alone.
But before they could ease their blooming smiles, they were slack-jawed after seeing the dead body Mary had brought back with her. Seeing the black-colored Adept robe with distinct characteristics from the ones they’re wearing, they all came up with an idea… this apprentice Adept’s corpse belonged to a Fallen apprentice Adept.
While the three advanced apprentices could still remain impassive, the Pseudo-Adept Marcus sported an unnatural expression on his face.
“Did that body belonged to an advanced apprentice or a Pseudo-Adept?” Marcus asked in a deep voice.
“Of course she’s an advanced apprentice. If she was a Pseudo-Adept, we won’t be standing here before you, safe and sound.” Mary said naturally.
Hearing her answer slightly relaxed Marcus’ stiff expression, but he was still unable to get rid of his unnatural expression. If he didn’t experienced going to the underground world himself, he might not even be the slightest bit interested regarding this kind of result. But if there was one thing the cruel experiences of the underground world had taught him, it would be that using any kind of elemental magic spell in a place like this would be catastrophic. He knew their victory didn’t come easy as most apprentices only know a few elemental magic spells.
Elemental magic spells could inflict a massive amount of damage within a large area of effect, thus making them stand at the very forefront among all other kinds of magic. This made apprentice Adepts who mastered elemental spells to be likened to a magic cannon with frightening firepower, able to bombard the battlefields with magic spells and cause mass slaughter. What limited their potential was not the number of enemies but the very little amount of magic energy they had.
In fact, when those black-robed Pseudo-Adepts failed to kill Leo and Mary, they had also exposed their whereabouts. With just a send of a message, the hunting group who had roamed the underground world for many years would immediately pursue them.
Upon imagining the possible cruel fates the ones who ambushed him and made him flee in desperation, a savage smile emerged on the Leo’s half-festered face.