Age of Adepts

Ice Dragon Nax was very mighty indeed.

However, its power was still insufficient to deal with a party of five powerful Fourth Grades.

The main reason the battle seemed so ‘intense’ was simply because the members of the party were all holding back. They were cautious around each other and could not cooperate to the fullest extent.

In all honesty, in individual power alone, Kanganas, Tulas, and Greem were just as powerful as the skeletal ice dragon.

However, this was only a ‘fun’ little hunting game for them. It would be nice to return victorious and with loot in their possession, but they could simply escape and return another day if they lost. That was why they consciously avoided all the opportunities to inflict grievous injuries upon the dragon that required them to be injured in some capacity.

It was a party of strangers put together on a whim, after all. They even had to endure suppression from the planar consciousness of the Chillfrost world as they fought. No one would be willing to risk their lives in this battle. That was why this fight had dragged out for so long.

However, the party’s members were still powerful, after all. It didn’t matter how the dragon struggled or fought with its life on the line. It could not escape its fate of defeat!

However, what made Greem the most curious was the fact that Nax showed no signs of leaving its palace, regardless of how intense the fighting had become or how injured it was. The dragon remained rooted in the palace as it fought against the members of the party.

At least Greem wasn’t one who would give up on such an opportunity!

At this point, it was everyone for themselves. No one could care less about the others.

Greem held the Tome of Corruption in his left hand and the fire coral staff in his right. His entire body was shrouded in the crimson Burning Domain. Shadow Demon flickered in an out of sight beneath him, constantly on the watch for danger.

Greem walked forward without any hesitation, his skin-tight leather armor making him appear taller than usual. He pursed his lips and looked around him with cold eyes. The skin on his smooth forehead split apart as a strange, diamond-shaped crystal appeared.

Greem’s Spirit became incredibly concentrated as it was fed through the focusing crystal. Tremendous fire energy surged out of the Orb of the Fire God and his Heart of Principles, gathering around him, blazing and eager. The moment he sensed the enemy’s aura, Greem would be able to unleash a devastating and unforgettable attack on them!

As for injuring his party members…hehehe, at this point, there probably wasn’t such a thing as a party member anymore!

Anyone that dared to approach him was someone with bad intentions. Greem would not hesitate to strike.

A violent shockwave rippled out from about three hundred and seventy-five meters to Greem’s left. He could feel the energy aura of the dragon and Sand King through the shockwaves.

Sand King’s muffled grunt of pain could be heard through the mist and snow. Judging by the power erupting from the conflict, Sand King had been badly injured. He would probably be forced out of this competition for the Reliquary.

Just as expected, a sky rending roar could be heard, and Sand King’s unique aura quickly fled from the ice palace.

Sand King was out of the equation now!

Greem searched the palace in the mist, wondering to himself who the dragon’s next target would be.

Sshina, Tulas, or himself?

Kanganas was a lich infamous throughout the universe. He would not have earned such infamy if this was the limit of his power. It was almost certain he had concealed his real power.

Under such circumstances, if the dragon wanted a level playing field against Kanganas alone, getting rid of the other people was the best choice.

If that were the case, then the dragon would either choose the weakest, Sshina, or……

Before Greem could finish his thought, the mist parted as the badly injured dragon roared and charged towards him.

A Frost Breath was the first thing to greet him. A bright blue cloud of energy surged towards Greem. The radius was so large and the temperature so cold that it was beyond Greem’s capabilities to detect the specific numbers.

The Chip’s alarms started blaring in Greem’s mind!