Age of Adepts

The initially even battle abruptly turned to one side with a burst of power from the magical sword.

The audience all around the Capital of Steel was suddenly even more interested now. They watched the battle unfold excitedly.

Of course, they were genuinely impressed by the Fourth Grade adept’s horrifying offensive power. The magical sword, upon awakening, was so sharp that it was a lethal threat to most Fourth Grade adepts.

That was what impressed the other adepts so much!

However, they all had similar means of obtaining a temporary burst of power. Naturally, they knew full well the consequences of using such a technique. It was either a period of weakness that came after, some significant side-effects, or the use of some extremely rare resources.

It didn’t matter which of these it was. The price of using such a powerful burst of power was always incredibly heavy!

Of course, the result of using such a technique would often be brilliant as well.

The magical golem dragon started swaying after two of its legs were severed. It could no longer stand firm on its remaining limbs. However, just as the Fourth Grade adept prepared to take the opportunity and destroy it, the golem dragon unleashed its most potent barrage of attacks so far.

“What’s the difference?” Kaelf coldly said, “Lord Ulnak has been watching the battle. He requested I tell the Istanal Clan something. Your clan might be connected with that Lady Maysa, but here in Exodar Camp, he does not wish to hear the name of Maysa again! That is Lord Ulnak’s words, as well as Lord Erlenwald’s intentions.”

The true master of Exodar Camp was Seventh Grade Great Adept Erlenwald. Sixth Grade Ulnak was only one of his many disciples, responsible for managing the affairs of the Camp.

As a Seventh Grade Great Adept, he was of equal standing to Great Witch Maysa. Naturally, he did not wish to see the hands of an outsider reaching into his territory. That was why his disciple Ulnak was so hostile towards anything that had to do with Great Witch Maysa.

The Istanal Clan had gathered a large force of adepts and sieged an adept clan that had just established itself in space without any prior communications or negotiations. It was a terrible precedent that could easily throw the order of Exodar Camp into chaos if left standing.

Weston’s expression froze when he heard the names of the two Great Adepts. Finally, he suppressed his anger.

He lifted his left hand and turned the strange, snake-eye ring on his little finger. He whispered a few instructions into the ring.

The Darkblood adepts hovering above the Capital of Steel ultimately let out a sigh of relief when they heard his orders. They started to leave this tragic battlefield slowly.

The high-grade adepts of the Istanal Clan couldn’t help but be in low spirits after they took a headcount some distance away from the battlefield.

Of the three thousand Darkblood adepts, only one thousand was left after the two endless days and nights of fighting. Almost every single of the surviving adepts were wounded, many of whom were crippled. Some of them were barely hanging on, having half their body devoured by the ferocious energy attacks.

It was the most severe damage that the Darkblood Army had suffered since its creation!

After a short rest in space, the army slowly grouped up and returned to Exodar Camp. The Istanal Clan had its own adept tower in the Camp. They could only return to their own world through the teleportation array there.

As the Darkblood Army retreated, the high-grade adepts watching in the darkness left, one after another.

However, when they returned to Exodar Camp, news of the Istanal Clan being defeated despite launching a surprise invasion against a newly established clan had spread.

This news completely shocked and surprised the clans in Exodar Camp.

The Istanal Clan was a veteran force of Exodar Camp, after all. How could they have been defeated at the hands of an unknown, new clan?

Many curious individuals began to investigate and dig into the affair. They quickly discovered all the background information on the ‘new’ clan.

As expected, there were all sorts of intriguing information within.

Thus, the surprising name of the Crimson Clan quickly became known through Exodar Camp.