Chapter 1047 - Various Factions
Chapter 1047 Various Factions
At Greem’s level, any number of auxiliary functions would only remain supplemental. What truly determined victory in battle was the magical techniques of the adepts themselves.
In all honesty, Scarface Gallow’s combat style was somewhat similar to body-refining adepts, though he was far more powerful and unusual in his attacks.
After having his body modified heavily, Gallow no longer had so-called ‘weaknesses’ on his person. He would still be able to live if his body was severely injured, with over 80% of it missing. That said, his heart, spine, and right hand were most crucial to him.
Though he wouldn’t die if these organs were damaged, he would still suffer a tremendous discount in combat prowess!
Thus, when Greem and the elementium magical machine focused their attacks on Gallow’s heart, the source of his dead energy, this adept with an undead’s bloodline finally went berserk.
Scarface Gallow gave up on defending altogether, putting all his strength into attacking instead. Greem immediately felt mountainous pressure crash down upon him.
Force threads!
Meanwhile, there was also a group of adepts that stood above even the elites. These were individuals with exceptional talent and potential that were selected from the combat adepts, inducted into the inner circle of the Silver Union, and acknowledged as core adepts of the organizations. Each of these individuals was shockingly powerful and formed the core strength that had ensured the Silver Union’s continued stability of the past one hundred thousand years.
In all frankness, they were Fourth Grade adept reserves and candidates!
Should any casualty occur among the current Fourth Grades of the Silver Union, an opening would appear within the power structure. The Silver Union would then invest resources and effort into cultivating these core adepts without holding back, such that they could fill the opening within the Union as soon as possible.
That was the true purpose for the existence of these core adepts!
The two Second Grade silver robes in the room right now were executors sent by the Silver Union to collect information on Zhentarim. As such, their opinion was fairer and more objective than any of the other observers.
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Apart from the Silver Union, the Northern Witches and the Adept’s Association had also sent representatives.
The Northern Witches sent none other than Second Grade Witch Nina.
As the representative that the Deceit Witches had stationed in Zhentarim, Witch Nina naturally had to have perfectly understood everything about the significant event that was happening here. The reason she was so passionate about her job was that it was the Deceit Witches’ turn to manage the public affairs of the Northern Lands for these hundred years.
If a witch leader were to ask about major events in Zhentarim during the next witch leader meeting, the entire Deceit Witch branch would suffer shame should there be gaps in the information she was supposed to collect.
Moreover, she was relatively well acquainted with this legendary fire adept as well.
After all, she had met him back when he was still a mere First Grade adept. The fire adept had left a deep impression upon her.
The thought of making the fire adept her man and concubine had even appeared in Nina’s head at one point.
However, as this Adept Greem became related to the newly risen Fate Witch leader, Alice, Nina had no choice but to give up on this idea. She had been reasonably upset over this for a long time.
However, when she once again saw Greem–this time through a screen–he had become a fearsome peak Third Grade existence that she could only look up at.
If…if this guy was to improve by just a little bit more, wouldn’t he…wouldn’t he be equal to our clan leader?
Witch Nina’s body trembled and her soul quaked at the thought of this.
Dammit! Had these years of living gone to waste compared to him?!
Disregarding all the complex emotions that Witch Nina was currently experiencing, a middle-aged adept in a proper adept’s robe and a pointed hat was sitting in another room, staring solemnly at the light screen. His long adept’s staff leaned against the back of his chair.
As the two peak Third Grade adepts on the screen fought with increasing ferocity and savagery, the expression on the middle-aged adept’s face only turned graver.
Finally, he took out a crystal-clear communication crystal and rubbed it with his right hand. He mumbled a few activation chants, and the crystal ball lit up.
“I need all the information on Legendary Fire Adept Greem. The more detailed, the better, and the faster, the better…yes, put him into our observation and contact list as well. As for his position, put him in front of that Gallow!”
A short moment later, the light from the crystal ball faded.
The only source of light was the magical water screen in the room, illuminating the dark and solemn expression of the middle-aged adept.