Chapter 961 - Sudden Enemy
Chapter 961 Sudden Enemy
Ever since stepping upon the path of an adept, the difficulty of advancement had constantly tortured Greem.
Before becoming an adept, the lack of the necessary means to obtain resources meant that all apprentice adepts had to rely on what little fell through the fingers of the adepts to empower themselves.
After becoming an adept, meditation techniques were no longer as effective in improving their power. Most of the time, the adepts had to emerge from their laboratories to develop themselves more quickly and efficiently. They would have to travel through barbaric wastelands, ancient ruins, and hazardous places, risking their lives to obtain the resources they needed.
Perhaps staying within the safe sanctuary that was their adept’s tower might have allowed them to survive until the moment their lifespan came to its end. However, the slow increase in their primary attribute would be like a noose around their necks, slowly tightening day by day and year by year.
If they couldn’t advance to the next grade before their lifespan ended, then what awaited them was a withering body, exhausted Spirit, and a rotting soul. Compared to an ordinary person, this process toward their death would last for a dozen years until their soul had dispersed entirely.
This process of awaiting death was so long and terrifying that most adepts that approached the end of their lifespans often became more evil, madder, and more hysterical in their actions.
Time might be plentiful for adepts, but it was still like a terrifying Grim Reaper that would punctually visit you. This Grim Reaper would use the world’s dullest, slowest blade to slowly sever your connection to this world until eternal darkness finally arrived.
In all honesty, Greem would rather fight against two Third Grade natives than one Third Grade adept. After all, the spells of the adepts were far too complex and mysterious. Most of the time, even if an adept was stronger than another adept, it was still possible for them to lose their lives to some particularly sinister spells.
The Chip quickly displayed the final image captured by the wind spirit before its death. It also started to zoom in on the image.
The appearance that had initially been obscured by the dark shadow of the hood slowly became clearer as the image was enlarged.
It was the face of a pretty, seductive woman. She had beautiful features and smooth skin. The red that ran beneath her face showed her bountiful life force. Even the fine hairs on her skin appeared to be even and smooth, without a single imperfection. However, what drew Greem’s attention wasn’t her beauty, but her glowing eyes and the strange crystal on her forehead.
After repeatedly examining and appreciating this pretty face, Greem’s heart became heavy with concern.
Adepts. There was no doubt. They were definitely adepts from the World of Adepts!
A few more enemies aiming to kill him had broken into Henvic Plane. Moreover, the mastermind behind all this might still be planning to stuff even more hunters into this plane!
The exposed witch had to be Third Grade. Judging from how her abilities functioned, she appeared to be a psionic– a special adept profession that could use mental and spiritual magic.
However, were the other two Third Grades, or Fourth Grades? If they were Third Grades, then what were their abilities?
Greem, who had been getting a little carried away over his bountiful spoils, was immediately put in an uneasy mood by these sudden enemies.
The enemies had already started exterminating the scouts he had placed outside. Moreover, given the direction they were coming from, they were traveling from Hakans; one of them had to be an expert at tracking.
It seemed like a battle against them in the future might be unavoidable!
After wrapping up his thoughts, Greem immediately started packing up and preparing to run.