Age of Adepts

Individually, all of these magical machines were only First Grade.

The surfaces of their bodies started burning the moment they stepped into the crimson dome, turning bright-red from the heat as the metal began to soften and melt.

However, their armor’s top layer of magical alloy plates provided them with a certain degree of elementium resistance. Their twenty-centimeter-thick metal armor further ensured that they could last longer than ordinary lifeforms in the Burning Domain, even if they were not immune to the heat.

They rapidly approached Greem during this time, concentrating their bullets and energy beams, drowning him in a barrage of attacks.

Greem’s steps did not stop.

He continued to walk forward casually, reaching out with one finger and quickly drawing fire rune after fire rune in the air. Each rune vanished rapidly the moment it was finished, turning into thick and solid Lava Shields that revolved around Greem.

The wild barrage of bullets sent lava spilling everywhere when they crashed against the shields.

Behind that metal platform was the steel hall where Third Grade Brain Monster Gazlowe was hiding.

Currently, the hall appeared to be completely silent, as if the creature within had not realized what was happening.

Energy light shimmered over the tightly shut metal doors, alongside a mental barrier that covered the entire structure. Greem’s spiritual senses could not penetrate these defenses.

A coward would always remain a coward!

Gazlowe didn’t dare step onto the battlefield himself, so he sent these magical machines and his split-brain, Gru. If Gru could stop Greem in his tracks, he would gladly accept the victory and become the winner in this scenario. He would utterly break free of the reign of the Crimson Clan and obtain true freedom.

However, if Gru were to be defeated, Greem wondered if Gazlowe had the courage and decisiveness to face him himself. Brain monsters might be incredibly intelligent and knowledgeable, but these traits had nothing to do with courage.

They were also one of the most cowardly creatures in the universe, quickly bowing before and submitting to beings more powerful than themselves!

Indeed, cowardly. It was the label that Greem had always applied to Gazlowe in his mind.

If he wasn’t cowardly, how could he ever have been threatened by Greem and submit while Greem was still a Second Grade adept? If he wasn’t cowardly, why was it that he only ever dared to plan useless schemes behind the scenes, never daring to honestly confront Greem? If he wasn’t cowardly, why would he have given up on the powerful combination of a Third Grade brain monster leading five hundred Second Grade magical machines? Instead, he chose to have advanced Second Grade Split-Brain Gru command instead.

As such, Greem boldly laughed when he saw the army of magical machine lying in wait, when he saw the fearful Gru, and when he saw the tightly shut doors behind them. His trademark flames finally rose on his body.

The battle was intense but uneventful!

The combination of a Second Grade split-brain and five hundred Second Grade magical machines was a sufficiently terrifying force for most adepts. Gru’s energy chains connected the magical machines and allowed them to have a practically limitless amount of energy while sustaining their magic energy shields for extended periods.

It became exceedingly difficult for Greem to quickly dispose of the machines due to the magic energy shields.

Greem often had no choice but to use some strange techniques and engage them in melee combat instead.

Would magical machines be afraid of melee combat? In all honesty, the whole reason they were created was to charge at the enemy, to fight at the very frontlines, and to crush the enemy’s defenses.

Unfortunately, despite how powerful these machines were, they lacked a sufficiently qualified commander.

After failing to break through the defensive line of the magical machines several times, Greem changed his tactics.

He sealed off the bridge with a massive Flamegate, occupying the fire creatures with a constant stream of fire creatures. Greem himself stood on the bridge and gazed at Gru from five hundred meters away.

As magical power flowed through his eyes, Split-Brain Gru suddenly let out a cry of surprise. Despite being protected by layer upon layer of magical machines, his tall metal body silently ignited.

If it weren’t for how much magical alloy had been used in forging Gru’s metallic frame, this sudden burst of fire would have severely damaged his body.

Gru let out a panicked cry. An overwhelming wave of mental power swept across his body as he attempted to extinguish these unusual flames.

Unfortunately, his Second Grade mental powers were no match for Greem’s Fourth Grade flames. Not only did the fire not extinguish, but it also started to burn brighter and higher.

In the blink of an eye, Split-Brain Gru was consumed by the devouring flames!