Chapter 976 - Forced into Desperation
Chapter 976 Forced into Desperation
“Kehkehkehe. Brat, you found the right person if it’s a contest of poison you want. Let’s see who is the more poisonous of the two of us!”
As the poison witch cackled, a thicker, denser dome of invisible poison rose around her and wrapped toward Remi from every direction.
Even though they were a cloud of innumerable microscopic viruses, Guinevere commanded them as if they were her own limbs. They were more disciplined than an army of a thousand battles and more obedient to her will than the most submissive of slaves.
Remi’s expression instantly turned at the sight of this. He patted the wight beneath him, and the creature quickly turned and charged into the distance. All the low-grade zombies remained on the spot. Some even willingly rushed into the poison mist to become hosts for the spreading spores.
For a moment, the entire field was engulfed in dark, black mists, as if the whole world had been plunged into a hazy realm of illusions.
With the witch’s sight obscured, the other dozen wights scattered, each running in a different direction.
“Trying to run? Kehkehkeh. Brat, you had best stay here!” Naturally, there was no way the witch could not pick up on Remi’s location, having long since locked onto him. She laughed sinisterly and rushed into the mist, protecting herself with the thick dome of poison she had just conjured. She was intent on pursuing the fleeing Spirit of Pestilence.
Greem was sure that he had a strange tracking ability that allowed them to chase after him with perfect accuracy. Moreover, they were also slowly closing the distance.
Was it a spell or an innate ability? Even the Chip could not answer this question without specific information and resources. The mystery remained unanswered.
After fleeing for half a day, and still incapable of breaking off this odd sensation, Greem gave up on his aimless escape. Instead, he changed his trajectory and headed straight for the closest active volcano.
If escape wasn’t possible, then let there be a fight!
As the one being pursued, Greem naturally had the opportunity to choose a battlefield that best suited him.
Gangsas Volcano was the most famous active volcano within the borders of the Zambez Empire. It was also the most volatile volcano of them all.
From high above, Gangsas Volcano looked like a pretty, almost perfectly circular crater.
The volcano itself wasn’t very tall. An odd shifting sound would come from beneath your feet when walking up its sloped surface covered in volcanic slag. Due to the constant eruptions throughout the year, there was almost no green vegetation on the volcano or within several kilometers of it. There were only a few sparse trees five kilometers away.
Greem had just arrived near Gangsas Volcano when he saw a rising plume of gray smoke. He could hear the constant rumbling of the magma as well.
He could feel the dense fire elementium aura pressing in his face, and the fire energy in his body became agitated and excited in response.
Greem only stopped in the air for a brief moment to take in the geography and conditions of the surroundings. He then transformed into a cluster of fire once again and dove into the slowly flowing lava inside the crater.
Greem turned himself into a humanoid cluster of fire and rapidly traveled through the lava. This place was practically home for him. It wasn’t just that flowing lava of over two to three thousand degrees wasn’t an enemy of his, but that it was the very best helper as well.
He summoned a Flamegate a hundred meters deep in the lava, releasing thousands of fire creatures, and had them scattered throughout this massive volcano crater. With the endless supply of fire elementium, this Flamegate would be sustained for an incredible amount of time, allowing even more fire creatures to travel from the distant Fire Elementium Plane to this rural Henvic Plane.
Unfortunately, summoned Flamegates of this nature were always unidirectional.
These fire elementals would have an incredibly hard time returning to the familiar Fire Elementium Plane once they arrived in Henvic. Unless they had sentient intelligence like the flaming tiger, Cindral, and knew how to open a small fire portal back to the Fire Elementium Plane with their power, their only fate was to die in Henvic Plane!
After summoning the Flamegate, Greem released the elementium magical machine and had it perform some quick repairs to its body.
One had to admit that Fourth Grade Holy Knight Ad Carrhae’s slash had been one terrifying cut. It had almost split the elementium magical machine in half. Without the magical machine, that one slash would have shattered Greem’s body of flames, while the holy light power attached to the sword radiance would have purified his unprotected soul.
Fourth Grade creatures could not be underestimated at all. Even though Greem looked down upon the holy knights with utter disdain, these knights still possessed the power to kill him in a single strike when they were at Fourth Grade.
Moreover, it was said that Ad Carrhae had been in a state of severe injury and was far from his peak.
If that were the case, then the power he possessed at his peak would only be even more fearsome!
At the very least, Greem was not at all interested in aggravating such an opponent again.