Chapter 1074 - Camp Exodar
Beyond the realms.
For most adepts, the place beyond the realms was twisted and unusual.
If the planar worlds were like lone islands lost in a vast sea, then what filled up the space between them were endless energy tides. This magical energy that filled the space of the void was not calm and peaceful. Instead, it was uneven and chaotic, ebbing and flowing, like the tides of the ocean.
The magical energy could even gather into massive energy storms stretching for millions of kilometers in some places.
The areas ravaged by these spacestorms were incredibly dangerous. The energy intensity was tens, even hundreds, of thousands of points in power. Ordinary substances would be broken down into microscopic particles by the energy tides in an instant, even if they were the hardest of metals. These tiny particles would then be scattered to random corners of the multiverse.
However, there had always been some great and mighty adepts who could find a thread of survival in such danger. These adepts went on to establish firm and well-defended bases in the eyes of these spacestorms.
Adepts who have never wandered beyond the realms would assume such places to be extremely crowded and starved of resources. However, should they ever have the opportunity to visit such a camp, they would be shocked to find that this was practically a new world of its own. A world brimming with life and energy.
The Great Adepts that ventured forth from the World of Adepts had founded more than one such locations throughout the multiverse, but Camp Exodar was undoubtedly the largest and most well-known of them all.
Quite the contrary, he was the weakest of all Great Adepts from Zhentarim.
In the past few millennia, a total of five Great Adepts had emerged from Zhentarim to the realms beyond. As their powers continued to improve, they left this barren and crowded region behind to secure hidden shelters for themselves in other places.
Only Sainz remained stuck at Fifth Grade despite a thousand years passing by. His power had not increased substantially, either. As such, he had no choice but to remain in Camp Exodar, serving as the protector of rookie Zhentarim adepts.
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The dizziness from the interplanar teleportation did not fade for a long time.
It wasn’t until seven minutes later that Greem managed to suppress the frustration and discomfort in his mind with the help of the Chip. He opened his eyes and took a slow look at the crude teleportation array he had arrived in.
There was a skinny and withered old man who appeared before Greem. He wore a dirty old robe, the original color of which was long since indistinguishable. He had short black-and-white hair, so messy it looked like a tangled bush.
The old man’s face was filled with wrinkles, with a tall, red nose that curved down at an odd angle. If it wasn’t for the terrifying and constrained energy aura he radiated, Greem would have easily mistaken him for a low-grade adept barely just trying to get.
When Greem walked out of the teleportation array in a daze, the old adept lifted his nose and sniffed. He then cursed furiously.
“Freed, that damned bastard. He’s getting better at brushing me off. I wanted him to send over a more experienced adept, and he gave me a newly advanced brat. Hmph! It seems like he doesn’t want the next hundred years of resources.”
Obviously, this was the first time Greem had met a legendary Great Adept in person. He hastily bowed and greeted him, while trying to introduce himself, “You must be Lord Sainz? I am—”
“Alright, alright, no need for the rubbish. I don’t know how that brat Freed tricked you into coming here, but you had better surrender to your fate now that you’re here. Go to Room 706. That will be your room for the moment. Look for a fellow called Martin if there’s anything you don’t understand. Don’t come and bother me no more.”
Having said that, this scruffy old man walked away in a fury before Greem could ask anything.
However, he continued to mumble to himself even as he walked away, “Weird, how weird. This newly advanced brat must have a pretty decent Physique. He managed to get over the teleportation daze so quickly. Hopefully, he can survive until the mission starts.”
The old man turned the corner and vanished from Greem’s sight in the blink of an eye.
Greem was speechless. He lifted his right arm and let it slump down helplessly after holding it in the air for a good while.
As expected of the realms beyond! Not only was the environment unusual, but even the adepts were also oddballs!
Greem suddenly felt his head hurt at the thought of this.