Chapter 912 - The Fire Dragon and the Sourcestealer
World of Adepts, Ailovis Region.
Fire Throne Tower.
The spoils obtained from Doomsday Castle had been transported back. Eva was organizing the adepts and apprentices to appraise and sort the items.
Such a large sum of wealth couldn’t possibly all be kept in Fire Throne. Be it magical gemstones, materials, equipment, metal ores, art pieces, or some unknown relics, all of them would have to be shared with White Tower.
Technically, as the leader of the clan, all this wealth belonged to Greem.
However, for the sake of supporting the clan’s operations, Greem only took out ten percent of the total spoils as his personal collection. The approximate share of spoils was: ten percent to Greem, ten percent to Mary, thirty percent to Fire Throne, and fifty percent to White Tower.
As the main forces of this hunt, Mary and Greem naturally had the right to choose their spoils first.
Yet, it was this seemingly ordinary, odd beast with no special powers that caught all of the fire dragon’s attention upon its appearance.
“What…what is this? What…what are you trying to do with it?”
For some reason, the fire dragon felt a shiver run down her spine. An inexplicable feeling of danger caused her heart to race wildly!
However, the suppression and bindings of the tower made her incapable of performing any movements. The fire dragon’s tightly shut mouth silently opened up as the silver chains pulled backward.
The strange beast extended an agile tongue from its large mouth. The tongue vibrated lightly in the air and quickly detected the existence of Greem and the fire dragon. The two equally delicious scents of food caused the beast to prop up its body with its hind legs and run towards Greem.
Greem frowned slightly.
Dammit! Has his current elementium talent already eclipsed the bloodline talent of a Third Grade fire dragon and made the Sourcestealer choose him as the target?
The thought appeared in his mind and translated into action.
A sharp killing intent emanated from Greem, causing the temperature of the around him to rise slowly.
Perhaps because it sensed the dangerous aura around Greem, the Sourcestealer stopped in its tracks. It carefully sensed its surroundings for a bit longer before reluctantly switching targets and leaping into the fire dragon’s slightly open mouth.
If the fire dragon had possessed any ability to resist, she would have been able to deal with this creature. She wouldn’t even have needed her dragon’s breath or her powerful claws. A single sneeze would have wiped out a whole horde of these useless, defenseless beasts.
However, as she was currently, the fire dragon could only watch as the beast lunged into her mouth.
She might not know what the beast was and how it would hurt her, but that terror from the very depths of her soul frightened her immensely.
The fact that a low-grade beast with no elementium talent or special powers could make her feel such an incredible sense of danger was more than enough proof that it possessed unique powers beyond her understanding!
Moreover, would that damned male adept ever use a worthless beast to threaten her?
“Make it stop. I will agree to whatever you say…quick…make it stop…guhuhguh…”
As Philippa roared with all her might, the beast dove into her mouth, stepping over her tongue and sliding down her gullet.
The fire dragon roared with all she had, attempting to gather a cluster of flames in her throat to burn the beast to death. Unfortunately, the mental flux she gathered was instantly shattered to pieces by the silver chains around her. That cluster of fire vanished before it could grow larger than a small flame.
Without Greem’s permission, this Third Grade Philippa would not be able to gather even a spark of flames in Greem’s tower.
Just as Philippa roared and struggled, the beast had entered her body and started to move about. For some reason, the fire dragon’s extremely corrosive stomach acid did nothing to the creature. It opened its mouth and began tearing at her stomach, ravaging within.
Philippa had a feeling that the beast was aiming for her heart and spine!
Unfortunately, this revelation came a bit too late. Philippa’s entire body trembled in agony as her Spirit shuddered furiously. A series of mental messages asking for mercy surged toward Greem.
“I admit defeat. I was wrong. I surrender!” Philippa was in tears now, “As long as you make the beast come out, I will agree to anything…anything you want.”