Chapter 946 - Nighttime Confrontation
Chapter 946 Nighttime Confrontation
The last month had been the most difficult of times for the Zambez Empire.
Most of the high-grade knights of the Empire were gathered at Dabyrie Highlands under the command of the powerful Fourth Grade Holy Knight Roland, besieging the tower of the evil witches.
Yet, at this moment, some more powerful and evil adepts broke into Henvic Plane and started ravaging the northern regions of the Empire.
These outsiders didn’t seem to belong to the same faction, as they immediately broke out into a wild and unrelenting battle against each other upon arriving. Compared to them, the natives of Henvic were far too frail and insignificant.
They would be destroyed in the apocalyptic fight if they even got close, let alone attempt to stop these outsiders. The man and the woman were both adepts from another world. Their reckless actions had already destroyed two border towns and created numerous no man’s lands in the Cedrac Mountains that no one dared approach.
Moreover, as the two adepts left the Cedrac Mountains and moved toward the inner regions of the Empire, the losses and casualties caused by their fighting started to skyrocket. Their actions even caused a disaster in the north of the Empire.
The source of the disaster was not Greem nor Katherine, but the Spirit of Pestilence.
Katherine would turn and run without any hesitation the moment Greem released the elementium magical machine.
At any rate, Greem and the elementium magical machine would have no chance of catching up to her with their speed.
Moreover, Greem had no intention of so easily letting news of the elementium magical machine being powered by a magic generator furnace get out. That was why he put on an appearance and hastily unsummoned the elementium magical machine once Katherine had fled, as if he was concerned that it would run out of energy.
It was only when Greem was feeling lethargic and required deep meditation to recover his Spirit that he would release the elementium magical machine for extended periods. The device could protect him and provide him with the time to rest in peace.
It was evident that this battle with the Third Grade mechanical witch was going to be a long and drawn-out one. Greem needed to ensure his Spirit and power were always at their peak. Blade Princess Katherine would also flee with all she had whenever she felt exhausted, finding a place sufficiently hidden and distant to rest and eat.
Greem had also tried sending low-grade wind spirits and earth elementals to track her, but they were always left in the dust.
When Greem attempted to lose Katherine while she was gone and recuperating, this half-machine witch would always manage to catch up without any effort, even across distances of hundreds of kilometers. It was almost as if she had a perfect grasp of Greem’s movements.
After a few consecutive attempts, Greem was utterly speechless. He gave up on his intention to lose the mechanical witch and started to focus his efforts on fighting.
Thus, this awkward situation where neither side could do anything about the other had emerged!
Peace? It was impossible when they belonged to different factions and bore conflicting missions on their shoulders.
Bathe in blood and battle to their deaths? As ambitious Third Grade adepts with great dreams and wills, neither Greem nor Katherine were willing to die in this dirty and lowly plane.
Both of them would abandon any advantage they had at the very first sight of the threat of mutual destruction when they fought. They would rather wait for the next opportunity.
They still had long lives to live and far too many beautiful things for them to enjoy and experience. There was no need to send themselves to an early grave over some resources and a mission.
Yet, while the two adepts were resting and eating as they stared at each other, an intangible chill ran across both their bodies.
It wasn’t a change in the environment or a disruption in magical energy, but a strange feeling in their souls that could not be described with words. It was almost as if…as if they were suddenly in the sights of some mighty creature. Their entire bodies and souls were subconsciously shrinking and quivering.
Dammit! This feeling again.
Nothing good happened whenever they got this feeling!
As expected, while the two Third Grade adepts cursed internally, a wave of human voices came from the darkness. Torches lit up. The sound of stomping hoofs rolled across like a storm.
The enemy had appeared!