novelA Difficult Trip Back
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Chapter 1140 A Difficult Trip Back
It's Maysa.
The First Witch of Fate who keeps fighting with Alice!
How... how did she do this?
Greem was furious and surprised, but there was no denying that he now faced one of the greatest crises in his life.
The enemy's timing for this attack was incredibly well-timed. It was the most crucial moment in the interplanar teleportation.
Greem could only see crimson blood in front of him. He could faintly hear Adept Roy's roars of anger, but his entire body was caught between the spatial energy and the violent, chaotic blood from Mangus' self-destruction.
It was almost as if he had been caught in an invisible energy storm. He could only hear loud rumbling all around him. His defensive forcefield was under great strain and shattered almost instantly. Before he could cough up blood, the vicious energy pressing against him forced the blood down his throat.
Greem couldn't worry about the now-disturbed teleportation. His entire body immediately turned into its energy state as he transformed into a fearsome flame giant.
Faced with the overwhelming tide of energy all around him, Greem knew he would not survive unscathed today. He instantly put away all his most crucial storage rings into the Heart of Principles. He then gathered his raging fire energy and charged at the energy tide.
It was an explosion from the self-destruction of a newly advanced Fourth Grade adept. As weak as he was in life, the power of the blast was still incredibly lethal.
Two energies of incomparable power clashed, compressed, and neutralized each other, all within this narrow space.
The shockwaves from the clash had nowhere to go and bounced within the space, repeatedly smashing Greem's body of flames and causing him to shrink and erupt, over and over again.
Greem endured this extreme test of power and roared with all his might. He drew upon an immeasurable amount of pure fire energy from the Heart of Principles and laid down numerous layers of fire defenses around his body. A shield would appear the moment the previous shield was shattered. He forcefully protected himself against the corrosion and impact of the energy tide with his deep magic reserves.
It seemed like Great Witch Maysa was determined to blast Greem out of the teleportation space.
If that happened, Greem would either be torn to shreds by the spacestorms or be teleported to an unknown region by the chaotic space energy; neither option was desirable for Greem!
As such, Greem resisted with all his power. He refused to take a single step back, even if he had to endure an unimaginable torrent of energy. He refused to believe that Great Witch Maysa dared to push him towards death at the risk of killing everyone else in the party.
He endured, and he tolerated the pain. It would be worth it as long as he could stay inside the array until the teleportation completed!
After a dozen seconds, a light flickered before his eyes. It seemed they had arrived at their destination.
At that moment, the energy tide that had been bouncing around him seemed to have been channeled away by a different, powerful force. It caused Greem's body to lose all tension, and he collapsed to the ground before everyone else, panting in exhaustion.
He had reverted from his flame giant form. His entire body was covered in wounds caused by the chaotic energy, and his Spirit had become extremely weakened. He didn't even have the strength to stand up now.
"What happened? Why did someone die during the teleportation?" An overwhelming will descended on the spot, causing all the adepts in the teleportation array to hunch over from the pressure. They almost fell flat on the ground.
Apart from Greem, Adept Roy also suffered incredibly during the teleportation process.
He was in charge of managing the teleportation itself and was like the helmsman of the ship. This sudden incident and violent eruption of energy had brought about immense pressure on him as well.
Adept Roy let out a furious roar once the teleportation was completed. He, too, collapsed to the ground, his robe soaked in sweat. He was completely worn out. Even when faced with questions from his superior, he could not speak at all, no matter how much he tried to muster his strength.
The powerful will circled the teleportation array and picked up on the strange traces of energy aura that had yet to dissipate.
"Fate... this is the smell of Fate! Dammit! That bitch Maysa has stuck her hand into my affairs again."
Soon, the terrifying will arrived above Greem.
"Kid, who are you? Why did Maysa launch a targeted attack at you? Hmph! Fortunately, the teleportation completed in time, or the entire party would have had to die along with you."
Greem coughed violently and spat out all the blood that had been forced back down his throat.
Unavoidably, his entire body had now been invaded by violent blood energy and the incredibly unusual space energy. It was now extraordinarily frail and in shambles. It was fortunate that he had managed to protect himself promptly and protected the energy from seeping into his Heart of Principles. Otherwise, it would have been a tremendous loss for him.
Even so, his injuries were severe!
He could sense the signs of energy invasion throughout his body and even his soul. It was frightening for an elementium adept like himself. If he could not dispel the foreign energy, he would never be able to advance to become a principle adept.
Greem struggled for half a day before being able to sit upright. He then opened his mouth and started speaking.
"My lord, I am Greem, a newly advanced Fourth Grade from Zhentarim."
"Of course, I know that. I know perfectly where you're from. What I'm asking is, what is your relationship with Maysa?"
"My lord, I am not related to Great Witch Maysa in any manner. However, I am somewhat associated with the Witch of Fate, Alice, " Greem said with a few pauses along the way.
"Oh? A new Witch of Fate? You guys didn't work together and kill Maysa's Fate Clone, did you?" This mysterious individual seemed fairly interested in the topic, and his tone turned slightly friendlier.
"My lord is wise. I won't describe the exact proceedings, but Alice and I were associated before everything happened. We then somehow found ourselves in the Battle of Fate, and then—"
"Then Alice became the leader of the Fate Witches? Hehehe. It seems like the planar consciousness can no longer tolerate that bitch's brazen actions. To think that it would cut off her hands like this. Alright, I understand why you were attacked by that bitch now.
"Hehehe. It seems like you are pretty favored by the planar consciousness, brat. To think you survived an attack like that! Mm? The blessing of the Witch of Fate. Speak honestly, are you lovers with that Alice? Why else would she be willing to place such an important blessing on your soul?!"
"The blessing of the Witch of Fate?" Greem lifted his head with some difficulty, a look of confusion on his face.
"You don't know, do you, kid? Your soul is protected by a layer of Fate power! It doesn't matter where you go or where you are. Your luck will be hundreds of times stronger than the average person. No wonder you survived an attack like this."
"My lord, are blessings like this very valuable?"
"Hmph! Do you really not know? Anything associated with Fate or fortune is an invaluable treasure. Even if that little girl has the might of a peak Fourth Grade, she would have to sacrifice half of her lifespan to achieve such a feat!" The will sighed in exasperation.
"And if she was Third Grade?" Greem's body tensed up as he quickly followed up with a question.
"Hehehe. If she were only Third Grade, she would have to pay with at least eighty percent of her life."
Greem's face instantly flushed white, and his body crumpled to the ground again.
"It seems like there's a story between you two. I couldn't be any less bothered with it. All I know is that this operation was under my authority. If anyone reaches their dirty hand into my things, I will chop them off without any hesitation."
These words were clearly not meant for Greem and the others. Instead, they were transmitted to a distant location by way of some powerful laws. A furious and unfeeling snort of disdain was the only reply.
"Very well, the rest of you survivors can go rest now! Roy, come to my office to give me a report in person."
Having said that, the powerful will disappeared in an instant. The adepts could finally move and breathe freely.
"You all heard what the Lord said. Return to your shelters to rest!" As expected of a powerful adept, even amongst the elites, Adept Roy had recovered some of his stamina and energy in just that short period. He could move as usual again.
He shot Greem a cold look. He felt nothing amicable towards this person who almost killed him. That said, since his lordship did not seem to assign any blame on Greem, he thought it best not to do anything as well.
He let out a muffled grunt and turned to walk elsewhere.
Greem shook his head and smiled bitterly. He rejected Adept Holly's helping hand and stood in front of the dark red stain that had been left behind by the siblings' death. He then slowly returned to the Association tower in Exodar Camp.
Greem stayed in Exodar Camp for only three days. After turning in all related missions and claiming the rewards, he returned to the World of Adepts immediately.
His first stop was naturally the awakened castle. It was the only interplanar teleportation array in the center of the continent.
The group waiting outside the array to welcome him was a very grand showing. There were six Fourth Grade adepts in total. They naturally included Chairman Freed, Vice-Chairman Mirva, Adept Kerala, Elder Nicolas, Elder Matthew, and Elder Mornashen Gaia, who possessed a Titan bloodline.
The other Fourth Grade adepts or elders were either too busy with experiments or stationed in the realms beyond. Otherwise, the welcoming party would only be grander and greater in scale.
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