Chapter 1014 - On the Stage and Behind the Scenes
Chapter 1014 On the Stage and Behind the Scenes
Zhentarim. Kerslin Castle.
A varied group of adepts was gathered in a quiet and mysterious room. Their eyes were fixed upon the radiant magical mirror on the meeting table. The images within the mirror shifted and morphed as it radiated magic energy. On display was the earthshaking adept clan war taking place outside of Pinecone City.
These adepts chattered amongst themselves in boredom while the Crimson Clan’s magical machine army and the Fabres Clan’s subordinate armies tore each other to bloody pieces, as if the dozens of lives being lost on the battlefield wasn’t even worthy of their attention.
It wasn’t until the most powerful forces of both clan appeared, and the battle between the Fourth Grade body-refining adept and the Fourth Grade magical golem controlled by the Third Grade fire adept, that these fire adepts finally pulled themselves together and seriously paid attention to the battle.
“It’s said that the Crimson Clan has been hoarding a Goblin Plane full of metal reserves. It seems like that’s true.” A male adept with a grim face spoke out in admiration as he watched the hill-sized metal golem, “Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to find this much magical alloy, even if they were to empty the entire Ailovis region!”
“Who would’ve thought that a Third Grade adept could last this long at Declan’s hands? Declan’s stepped on a nail this time.” A middle-aged female adept with a veil on her face laughed at Declan’s misfortune.
The other adepts also voiced their opinions and assessment of the battlefield in the distance, but most of them were criticisms and mocking words directed at Declan.
“If that fire adept really manages to defeat Declan, I suggest we give him the status and authority of a Fourth Grade adept while recruiting him into the Association.”
“No, I object.” A sinister and dry male voice rang out.
The adepts turned to look and realized that it was Molten Fire City Lord Alfred that had spoken up.
“Why, Alfred? Do you bear a grudge against the kid as well?” Someone asked in surprise.
“Hmph! There was an otherworldly beast invasion in my Molten Fire City a few dozen years ago. This fire adept participated in the extermination as outside help, and I didn’t know much about the brat back then. Now, it seems like that beast invasion from before was his handiwork. If he wants to join the Association, we will have to settle that score first!” Alfred grunted unamusedly and gave a few words of explanation.
“Then, does anyone else object to the fire adept joining the Association?” Chairman Freed started to look around the room.
“I object as well!” It was the elderly scholar adept who spoke this time.
“Matthew, I didn’t expect it to be you.” Freed couldn’t help but pause for a moment.
“I am not objecting on my own behalf, but on behalf of the Sarubo Clan. They gave me quite a lot of resources, so I have no choice but to step forward and object for them!” Adept Matthew did not hide anything and simply explained everything with a smile on his face.
“Very well, since people are opposed to it, then the matter of recruiting the fire adept into the Association will be put aside for the moment. We will see if he can advance to Fourth Grade first.”
While the adepts engaged in their discussion, some unexpected changes occurred in the image within the magical mirror.
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The battle outside Pinecone City was still going on.
An exceptionally handsome hunting eagle was soaring high above the skies, hidden above the thick layers of clouds.
Beneath the eagles was the battlefield where the two Fourth Grades were fighting viciously.
If the hunting eagle were an ordinary magical creature, it would already have fled far away upon sensing the waves of horrifying magical flux. It would not stay in such a dangerous place.
The hunting eagle clasped a magical crystal between its two sharp claws, pointing it straight down at the battlefield. Under its gaze, this three-hour-long battle was finally nearing its conclusion.
Adept Declan was actually on the verge of being defeated!
Indeed, faced with the powerful combination of the Third Grade fire adept and the Fourth Grade magical golem dragon, Fourth Grade Body-Refining Adept Declan was running out of steam to continue the fight. The main reason for his extreme exhaustion was that strange white light being that the legendary fire adept kept shooting out.
Every time Declan was hit by the white light, his flesh would be burned while a portion of his magic energy was also burned away.
Declan had attempted to take Greem out several times, but the Chip’s support systems always captured his movements. Greem would then gather the three energy beams and blast them at Declan. Even with his outstanding Physique, Declan could not endure energy attacks of such intensity and constantly had to back off with injuries.
For the sake of healing these injuries, Declan had no choice but to expend a significant amount of his magic energy.