Chapter 1010 - Legendary Fire Adept
Chapter 1010 Legendary Fire Adept
How much power did Greem’s name hold in the Crimson Clan?
It wasn’t usually too obvious, but the power of his name was put on full display upon a clan battlefield like this one.
The Crimson Clan was founded by Greem, to begin with. He, the legendary fire adept who rose to power in such a miraculous fashion, had deeply etched the name of the Crimson Clan in the hearts of every one of its members.
The Crimson Clan was Greem, and only Greem could truly represent the Crimson Clan!
It didn’t matter how badly suppressed by the enemy the Crimson Clan had been. It didn’t matter how horribly they had been beaten. It didn’t matter how many concessions they had made and how many resource sites and territories they had lost. When Greem appeared before everyone with his iconic body of flames, the emotions of the Crimson Clan members instantly ignited.
A thunderous wave of cheering soared into the skies.
Almost as if resonating with everyone’s emotions, blazing fire cascaded outwards from Greem’s burning figure, gathering into a luxurious crimson armor that covered his towering body.
The adepts had tough and resilient minds. They could not possibly be too adversely affected by this ‘seed of failure,’ but the effect on the apprentice-level adept force and the subordinate armies would be immense. Should they lose some portion of the battle, it was very likely that these forces would start doing unbelievable things from the effect of defeat and their defeated emotions.
For instance: howling, causing chaos, thrashing about randomly, or even fleeing immediately.
Moreover, all of these actions could further magnify the pessimistic outlook of the other warriors, leading to even more severe consequences!
“Hmph! A parlor trick! They don’t have enough high-grade adepts. We will use our numbers to…” Adept Zam could feel himself panic slightly. He hastily shouted to bolster the morale of their forces. However, before he could even finish, changes started occurring behind the lines of the Crimson Clan.
Thunderous dragon roars could be heard from Pinecone City as eight dragons of various colors took to the skies and rushed towards the battlefield.
In the lead was Third Grade Thunder Dragon Arms and Emerald Dragon Iritina, with several First and Second Grade subordinates they had just recruited from Lance following behind them.
At the same time as the dragons appeared, a massive portal appeared behind the goblin chariots, and a shocking number of magical machines swarmed out of it. In the lead was Split-Brain Gru, standing at four meters tall.
These subordinate forces of the Crimson Clan were clearly very disingenuous people.
They had ignored all the orders of the clan when Mary, Gargamel, and Meryl headed it. However, now that Greem had returned, they immediately arrived to reinforce the clan’s forces, even without any words of threat from the fire adept himself.
This snobbish, insincere behavior nearly made Mary fly into a fury on the spot. She had to breathe long and hard with all she could to suppress her anger. Otherwise, she might not have resisted the impulse to rush forward and give the dragons and Gru a wicked scolding.
That wasn’t the end of it.
Greem waved his hand and released the Third Grade elementium magical machine and Spirit of Pestilence Remi. The obedient old poison witch also stood silently behind Remi.
Spatial flux shimmered within the Mothership. A moment later, Alice appeared on the deck with staff in hand and eight Fate Witches behind her.
Even the Fate Witches were here to help the battle!
The hearts of the seven Third Grade adepts of the Fabres Clan sank even further at the sight of this. Adept Zam also fell silent in an instant.
Dammit! Their clan had still held the advantage in quantity and quality of adepts earlier, but in the blink of an eye, they had suddenly become the weaker party.
That…that was too unimaginable, was it not?
The high-grade adepts of both parties were all gathered now. They stood off against each other from across hundreds of meters, their burning gazes sweeping across the enemy. The shock and impact on the face of the Fabres adepts could not be wiped away.
Naturally, at the very front of the Fabres Clan were the seven Third Grade adepts. Every one of them was a veteran adept that had made their name a long time ago. They were far superior to the average Third Grade adept in both power and magical equipment.
Meanwhile, the Crimson Clan had Legendary Fire Adept Greem, Bloody Queen Mary, Fate Witch Alice, Magic-Breaking Assassin Oliven, Thunder Dragon Arms, Emerald Dragon Iritina, the elementium magical machine, Spirit of Pestilence Remi, and the old poison witch.
Surprisingly, the number of Third Grade adepts on the Crimson Clan’s side was superior to that of the invading Fabres Clan!