Chapter 1151 - The New Capital of Steel
Chapter 1151 The New Capital of Steel
Gazlowe practically used up all his power to emerge from the spatial rift.
What came after was an endless stream of metal, seemingly without end.
Under Gazlowe’s control, all this magical alloy continued to swarm from the rift and started to gather around the camp area selected by Greem. The metal quickly started assembling into unusual metal buildings.
The magical alloy continued emerging from the rift.
Some of the metal pieces joined with the existing buildings and rose into the air, turning into looming factories. Others dug into the ground and started creating underground bases.
In just half an hour, a fearsome city forged of steel had appeared before Greem!
Greem took a look at the giant brain floating before him. He couldn’t help but let out a sigh, “Every time I see you freely shaping and molding magical alloys like mud, I can’t help but marvel at the wonders and mysteries of the multiverse. If I provided you with an endless supply of energy and metal, I am certain you would be the ultimate ruler of the multiverse!”
After all, ordinary material substances from ruined planes would already have been eroded by the vicious energy tides in space. Only the true essence of the material planes could survive the spacestorms and be blown into this peaceful eye of the storm.
Moreover, after spending such a long time in the eye of a spacestorm, they would naturally have been transformed.
Even an ordinary piece of metal would have turned into a rare magical alloy after such a long time exposed to space energy!
Forging ordinary magical machines with such rare metals would be a waste.
The newly refined metals were stored in the warehouse. Gazlowe instead placed the conventional alloys he had brought from the Capital of Eternity onto the production line and started churning out batch after batch of magical machines.
The first batch of machines to walk down from the conveyor belt was three hundred construction machines. They were the arms with which Gazlowe would manage everything in the Capital of Steel.
With the addition of these machines, the Capital could finally be put to full use.
All the factories, refineries, conveyor belts, and all the workshops began operating at full capacity.
The loud rumbling of metal instantly filled the land.
It was a region ruled by human adepts, after all!
Five hours after the appearance of the Capital of Steel, a standard party of adepts appeared in the shadows near the rock.
They were clad in energy shields of various colors, the shields flickering amidst the ‘gentle’ energy tide.
The Fourth Grade adept in the lead took off his hood and frowned as he looked upon the happenings above the rock. He couldn’t help but take out a magical crystal and communicate with headquarters.
“My lord, are they foreigners?” A Third Grade woman in white robes standing behind him asked.
A small, jade-white staff was stuck to her belt, gleaming with pretty snowflakes.
“Mm. Seems like it.” The Fourth Grade adept frowned and replied. “I seem to have heard of these metal lifeforms somewhere. They feed on metal and roam the galaxy in search of metal ore veins.”
“It doesn’t matter if it’s a metal lifeform. It’s infringed upon the territory of us adepts. We just have to expel it from this land!” Another Third Grade body-refining adept shouted out arrogantly.
The other five Second Grade adepts in the party looked around them at this shocking sight, not daring to participate in the discussion between the high-grade adepts.
While the adepts were still talking amongst themselves, a red flash erupted above the rock. An obscure silhouette appeared not far in front of them.
The members of the party immediately prepared themselves for battle.
Lights flickered around the Fourth Grade adept as seven energy shields of various attributes enveloped him.
However, when they saw the unusual man standing in flames with the golden plate in his hands, they let out a breath of relief.
The leader of the group was a Fourth Grade man. His face was tan and long, without any particular features of note.
When he saw the wooden plate in Greem’s hands, he took out a magic wand and waved it over the plate. The image of a burning first appeared on the plate, along with a long series of golden runes.
“Greem. Fourth Grade Fire Adept. Zhentarim Association Elder. Leader of the Crimson Clan.”
The adept mumbled as he read the runes. The look in his eyes shifted as he read.
“So, you are Adept Greem!”
The members of the entire party reacted oddly at the mention of Greem’s name.