Age of Adepts

Flames of rage spread across the ground as a god of fire descended!

Greem turned into a flame giant, grabbed Emelia in his arms, and freely traveled through the caves. Flames erupted, and fires spread where he appeared.

It wasn’t just the magical sporepeople who faced decimation. Even the Second and Third Grade Fungal Giants and swamp creatures could not survive more than ten seconds in the Burning Domain.

A trail of burned, scorched, and twisted bodies were left behind as Greem traveled through the caves. Judging from how severely burnt they were, it wasn’t hard to imagine the pain and despair they had experienced before their deaths.

This place was the sacred land that the magical sporepeople had defended for several hundred years. Corrupted swamp creatures hid almost everywhere, along with terrifying and dangerous magical traps. However, all of these were insignificant in Greem’s eyes.

He continuously scanned his surroundings with the Chip as he advanced.

Secret passages, hidden rooms, pitfalls, traps, ambushes; nothing–absolutely nothing–could escape Greem’s eyes. His response to all this was straightforward and violent!

Fireballs, fire arrows, and flames. Fire spells of every form fired from his hands.

Take the current situation as an example. The sporepeople had been guarding the sacred land for hundreds of years, turning it into an impenetrable land of death covered in traps. Yet, the lack of a Fourth Grade meant that Greem’s invasion was less of a battle and more of a slaughter.

The massive gulf in power between Third Grades and Fourth Grades was not something that could be made up for with numbers!

Moreover, the one invading the sacred land was none other than Greem, an adept powerful enough to be feared even amongst Fourth Grade. It wasn’t hard to imagine why the sacred land was in such trouble.

The fact that Greem was so confident when he would be facing a Fourth Grade meant that he certainly had plans in mind. Emelia knew this clan leader well enough to know that he never exaggerated or made empty promises.

Thus, the nervous Emelia remained silent and started wondering what secret ace her clan leader could be hiding. As smart as she was, she quickly discovered certain things.

The teleportation array from earlier had a tough time completing its teleportation. With how powerful the clan leader was, the teleportation should not have been so difficult, especially over a mere distance of five hundred kilometers.

If the clan leader had teleported over from the Ango’rosh ogre camp, it would not have caused the array to overload in that manner. Judging from this, the clan leader had very likely pulled an ally from the World of Adepts with him through the aid of the directional teleportation array.

Had Lady Mary come?

Emelia couldn’t help but stick her neck out and look at the cave’s shadows, hoping to find signs of the Fourth Grade vampire.

Greem had done an excellent job of keeping his powers secret. Emelia had no idea that Shadow Demon even existed. Naturally, she could not have known that an incredibly fearsome killer had hidden itself in Greem’s shadow!

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The Spore Hall.

This place was the most crucial and vital location in Podling Cave.

An exceptional tall podling stood at the center of this cave, taking up nearly half the space. Many sporepeople were gathered around the tree, seemingly working hard on something.

This unusual podling wasn’t rooted in the earth. Instead, they dug into a large pile of bones. Its stem was a dozen meters thick in diameter, and several dozen branches split off from its main body. The leaves at the edges of the branches appeared like strange mouths, with sharp teeth and viscous slime.

The sporepeople were instructing swamp creatures whose minds they controlled and ordered them to crouch down in front of the tree.

When this happened, the tree would extend its thick vines, wrapping up the swamp creatures and tossing them into the air. The mouth-like leaves would open up and tear wildly at the prey’s flesh.

After a feast, the dozens of terrifying mouths would burp and fall limply against the tree as they napped.

However, a powerful enemy had broken into Podling Cave, and the podling was unsettled.