Age of Adepts

One month later.

The floating ship slowly drove into a large skyport.

Five other floating ships had arrived at Port Bansai at the same time, each from a different region.

Once the ship landed smoothly on the grass, the adepts walked down the wooden plank and joined the rowdy stream of human traffic.

Greem and Billis also walked down the floating ship, one after another. Before they had the time to survey the skyport, a little goblin with furry ears and hair all over his body appeared in front of them.

“Lord Billis, is that you? I saw you once from afar back at the clan headquarters. You’re just like back then…terrifyingly sinister. It is this humble one’s honor to meet you here in Port Bansai…how long are you planning to stay here, my lord? Are you planning to go anywhere in particular?”

The little goblin was both overjoyed and extremely talkative in front of Billis, just like a fan that had met his idol. He was speaking so fast and so passionately that the two adepts couldn’t interrupt at all.

“Bastards.”

“Go and die.”

All sorts of curses and insults filled the air, but they obviously couldn’t reach the ears of the person responsible for all this.

…………

At the top of the giant monitoring tower.

A few adepts looked at each other helplessly.

“What’s the reaction with the Divination Wand?” The middle-aged adept in the lead asked coldly.

“Fourth Grade. He’s definitely a Fourth Grade adept!” A young adept holding a withered wooden stick hurriedly replied.

“And the monitoring crystal?”

“Red…his energy reaction is a blinding red!” Another adept, this one with a strange magical mirror in his hands, bowed and answered.

“Then it’s most likely the truth!” The adept in the lead sternly instructed, “Inform Lord Haimos immediately. The legendary fire adept has indeed arrived. Have him prepare himself!”

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

The adepts replied in unison and quickly went to work.

“That Greem is a famous person, even in the Central Lands. Who knows what he’s come to our territory for,” The leader muttered to himself.

When they used the power of the monitoring tower to scan the mysterious adept secretly, he had realized what was happening. A scalding spiritual appendage had reached toward the tower, only slithering away after light contact with the defensive array.

As the host of the tower, he had felt how terrifyingly powerful that scalding spiritual appendage had been!

An adept who could merge some of his elementium traits into his spiritual will was incredibly powerful. Even in the Adept’s Association, any adept capable of such a feat belonged to the Association’s upper echelons.

Now that such a formidable individual had entered Association territory, something was bound to happen, regardless of his intentions.

“Whatever! This is way beyond my league. I’ll leave it to those people from headquarters to worry about it!” The adept in the lead sighed and turned to leave.

…………

The goblin racecar was still gliding rapidly five meters above the ground.

As Tor continued to steer the car, the bodies of the passengers swayed from side to side, all while vibrating along with the car.

Billis might be Third Grade, but he was clearly not used to flying at such extreme speeds.

The intense tremors and the irregular vibrations were making his stomach churn.

When Tor produced a perfect drift and swerved the car, turning it one hundred and seventy degrees, Billis could finally tolerate it no longer. He opened his insectoid mouth and vomited everything he had yet to digest.

From a distance, one could see a light yellow mist spew out of the end of a red lightning bolt, slowly landing on the ground alongside the dust.

Fifteen minutes later, when the racecar came to a screeching stop in front of a towering metal castle, Billis rushed out of the car at lightning speed and started vomiting on the ground.

From just a glance, Greem could see the remains of a few human bones amidst Billis’ vomit.