Chapter 1283 - Gallow Defeated
As the battle on the ground slowly became a stalemate, the mothership hovering in the sky started to move.
Goblin Adept Locke stood before the main control panel in the mothership, dressed in sharp military garb. He held his hand over a turquoise button, slowly moving the firing cross onto the muscular figure beneath.
After all these years of training, he had finally become an advanced Second Grade magical mechanic. He’d also had the fortune to be promoted to the commander of the Versailles. Blood Elf Archer Sandor was also an intermediate Second Grade now and served as Commander Locke’s personal assistant.
The battle on the ground raged on. As the Versailles’ commander, Locke no longer needed to be personally involved in these ‘lowly’ ground battles.
He only had to sit comfortably in this neat command center and give instructions to the hundreds of goblin mechanics across this metal beast.
Once everything was prepared, Locke pressed the communication crystal in his right ear and shouted hastily, “Calling for Sir Billis……calling for Sir Billis; this is Commander Locke of the Versailles. Please reply if you hear this, Sir Billis!”
A short moment later, Billis’ unique, deep hissing voice could be heard.
It wasn’t in reference to his energy reserves, which could fluctuate at any time. No, these were his actual base attributes!
The points that he just lost could not be regained through food, rest, or nourishment. The loss in attributes represented the loss in origin power from the ‘immortal body parts’ that Gallow had transplanted. It was a permanent loss of origin power.
For Gallow, who wanted nothing more than to advance to Fourth Grade, this tragedy was an unbearable agony upon his heart!
However, no matter how pained and furious he was, surviving was his utmost priority at the moment.
Gallow shocked his Withered Heart and activated a Talisman of Escape he had hidden within. The next second, his body fell apart. The flesh and bones appeared to be released from the death energy that kept them together and scattered across the ground.
Thirty seconds later, all the flesh and bone melted down into puddles of black liquid, which slowly seeped into the dirt and vanished without a trace.
Gallow managed to escape in the end.
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The invasion of the Dener Clan had provoked the Crimson Clan into an all-out resistance.
The border where the two Fourth Grade clans were connected had turned into a battlefield so chaotic and messy–where advances were made and losses sustained at every hour–that no one could predict how the war would pan out.
On the one hand, the Crimson Clan was quickly mobilizing its forces to defend important resource sites, mystic realms, and restricted areas. On the other hand, they were sending out numerous elite parties to ambush and hunt down the Dener Clan forces that had penetrated deep into Ailovis.
Ambushes, traps, reinforcements, interception, counter-interception: all sorts of battle broke out along the vast tens of thousands of kilometers of Ailovis land, centered around the Crimson Clan’s strategic locations. Schemes, conspiracies, and plans unfolded one after another, turning this once peaceful land into a bloody slaughterhouse where adepts spilled their blood.
First Grade adepts were no more than obedient soldiers and cannon fodder in a war of this scale. Only Second Grade adepts and above could be considered vital forces in this conflict. However, to truly dominate a region of the battlefield, a Third Grade adept was required.
Given the typical flow of adept wars in the Central Lands, Third Grade adepts were considered ultimate weapons that could decide the conclusion of a war. Fourth Grade adepts, on the other hand, were nuclear weapons meant for a truly apocalyptic war.
The moment Fourth Grade adepts appeared, there would no longer be any concept of victory or defeat. The only things left would be death and survival!
When it came to overall power, the Crimson Clan’s accumulation was a little lacking compared to the Dener Clan due to their relatively recent rise. However, the quantity and quality of Third Grade adepts in the Crimson Clan was undoubtedly superior.
That was why the Dener Clan was able to catch the Crimson Clan by surprise with a sudden war. They launched a full-scale invasion into Ailovis and managed to conquer nearly a thousand square kilometers of land with their better-trained foot soldiers.
However, as the Crimson Clan managed to stabilize themselves and retaliate, the Dener Clan’s advances were rapidly halted. The flames of war spread out over five thousand kilometers as hundreds of battles broke out simultaneously.
For a moment, the west border of Ailovis had become a vicious battlefield where adepts from both clans waged conflicts of life and death!