Chapter 1278 - A Battle Looms
Chapter 1278 A Battle Looms
Ice dragon heart, a Fourth Grade material.
It was the heart of the skeletal ice dragon, Nax, which it had preserved before modifying its body and soul origin with the Ancient Reliquary.
One could tell that Nax had put a lot of effort into preserving their vital organ. It was more than evident from the materials and techniques used to seal the heart in ice. They were all expensive, rare resources.
The result of Nax’s action was…that Greem obtained a very high-quality Fourth Grade magical material.
That was all the heart could be now– a magical material!
In the hands of a high-grade alchemist, an ice dragon’s heart could be processed into a treasure like a Heart of Frost, which, when equipped, could provide its user with additional ice damage and freezing effect.
Meanwhile, in the hands of a golem master, the heart could be turned into a high-grade component for a golem, or even as an auxiliary tool for the adept themselves. The heart would probably be modified into a source of power.
Greem thought to himself as he strode into the teleportation room.
Since these enemies did not intend to let him live in peace, then it was time for the Crimson Clan to retaliate with all its force. He would warn these ambitious conspirators that he, Greem, was not a force to be messed with, not by clowns like themselves. He would do so with fire and fury.
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Andman City. A small, insignificant city that lay on the southwest border of Ailovis.
The fires burning all over the city had not been completely extinguished. Black clouds of smoke rolled above the sky, staining the horizon grey.
The typically quiet city was dead silent now. All the doors and windows of the buildings within were shut tight. Confused and terrified gazes came from between the cracks in the windows as the citizens peeked at the strange army marching on the streets.
It was an adept force belonging to the Dener Clan. Robust and muscular apprentice adepts rode on towering mounts, covered in thick, runed armor as they patrolled the streets.
The apprentices would occasionally charge into the houses, chasing their residents onto the streets and making them kneel along the road like slaves. Anyone that dared resist them was executed on the spot.
The corpses pinned to the walls and roofs were the fate of anyone that rebelled!
The apprentices were hunting for the Crimson nobles and adepts that were hiding in the city. All suspects were sent to the jail and locked up.
Several adepts riding on massive, two-headed eagles circled in the air, keeping a close eye on the city and making sure no one entered or exited.
A large group of Dener clan adepts walked in and out of a fine villa a few hundred meters outside of the city. They were using this spot as their outpost.
The villa itself was a three-story wooden building. At the moment, it was closely guarded by many voodoo beasts and guards.
The second floor.
In a very secure room.
Antoneil closed the wooden window and turned his gaze away. He paced the room impatiently.
Adept Sterling, who was quietly reading a book on a couch, couldn’t help but chuckle when he saw this. “Grand Duke, no need to be so frustrated! With how far things have gone, the affair is no longer within the control of people like you and me.”
Antoneil suddenly stopped walking. He put his ear to the wall to hear for movement in the corridor before complaining to the adept, “Aren’t you a free-spirit? Well, I can’t see things the same way you do! The two of us walked into a trap and fell into the hands of the Dener Clan. Who knows how the clan will respond? If war breaks out……”
The Crimson Clan and the Dener Clan were both famous Fourth Grade forces in the Central Lands. The Crimson Clan was even a one-of-a-kind ultra-clan. If war were to break out under such circumstances, the consequences were unimaginable.
Even a Crimson Grand Duke like himself could not bear the responsibility for such an event.
As Antoneil’s advisor, Sterling had a much broader worldview than his employer. He casually asked, “What is it, my lord? Do you still think, at this point in time, that this conflict started because of some mistake on our part?”
“Is there any other reason than that?”
“Hehehe,” Sterling chuckled and said, “You think too highly of you and me! Let me be honest with you. Even the two of us put together don’t have the required weight to start a war like this. This is an adept war, not a worldly war for territory. The players of this game aren’t you and me, but……”
Having said that, Sterling stopped speaking and turned to look towards the northeast, his gaze piercing through the walls and the villa.
There. In that direction lay the holy land of the Crimson Clan, home of the legendary clan leader, Greem!