Age of Adepts c1-1513

by Zhen De Lao Lang, 真的老狼

  If there had been a Third Grade, Greem would not have been as foolish as to risk his life for the sake of the Dark Witches. He would have hightailed it and ran as far as he could. He wouldn't ever use his own life to test the strength of a Third Grade elf.

  A Third Grade elf might be weak, but that was only relative to a Third Grade adept.

  An elf of that level would have no problem dealing with a Second Grade adept!

  As such, Greem instantly found the courage within himself when he sealed the path and found no Third Grades amongst the enemy's ranks.

  "Leave the green dragon and that elven brat to me. The rest is yours!"

  Greem spared no words or time and quickly divided the enemy between Mary and himself.

  Mary might have shocking short-distance flight speed, but her flaw of weak offensive power would be on clear display against a tough and sturdy opponent like the green dragon. It seemed like Greem was being unfair by claiming only two enemies for himself while leaving nearly a hundred aerial knights to Mary.

  However, in truth, he had only made a decision based on their respective strengths!

  Mary knew this very well and chuckled as she turned into a crimson cloud and threw herself into the midst of her enemies.

  "Ah!"

  "Careful!"

  "There…"

  "Dodge, quick!"

  For a moment, grunts of pain rang out amidst the elven knights. It was only now that the elves realized that these two mysterious adepts had appeared to ambush them.

  "You two are mine."

  The flame humanoid Greem had turned into possessed a loud and resounding voice due to its size.

  Both the green dragon and the beautiful female elf on its back changed expressions upon hearing this. An expression of intense humiliation and anger appeared on their faces.

  "You are courting death!" The beautiful female elf extended her slender hand and grabbed the strange elven longbow on her back, "Oridela, we will teach him a lesson!"

  The ferocious green dragon reared its head and roared. It then beat its mighty green wings and dove toward Greem.

  It was the combination of an elven deadshot and a green dragon!

  Greem's large eyes froze for a second as they fell upon the longbow in the elf's hands.

  The green dragon and the female elf were already putting immense pressure upon him. However, if he were honest, even the spiritual pressure of these two enemies combined could not compare to the pressure from the longbow!

  Greem felt a chill in his heart when the female elf nocked an arrow and drew the bow. Even from two hundred meters away, he could sense that dreadful pressure from the longbow.

  The Chip quickly identified the bow through a trace of energy flux that it had leaked. A report soon appeared in his mind.

  [Beep. Warning. Warning. Detecting high-energy convergent weapon.

  Form: Bow.

  Means of attack: energy-shaping, energy compression, energy enhancement.

  Attacked offensive effect: out-of-order conveyance strike.

  Basic offensive power: 200-300points.

  Note: according to the laws of the Faen Plane, this weapon might be classified as a pseudo-artifact.]

  Pseudo-Artifact?

  Even Greem's heart couldn't help but tremble when he heard these words.

  The Staff of Divination that Alice was always dreaming about also seemed to be a pseudo-artifact. The Second Grade elf that had appeared before him was also holding a pseudo-artifact in her hands.

  Dammit! Aren't there too many pseudo-artifacts on this plane?

  In the World of Adepts, the adepts had classified magical equipment into four grades based on their compatibility with the adepts of those grades: First Grade, Second Grade, Third Grade, and Fourth Grade. The so-called pseudo-artifact of Faen Plane was of the same tier as Fourth Grade magical equipment.

  However, in the World of Adepts, a Fourth Grade magical equipment would never fall into the hands of a low-grade adept!

  Even if a low-grade adept had been fortunate enough to obtain high-grade magical equipment, they would not be able to hold it for long. In fact, the gear would easily draw death toward them.

  Meanwhile, the existence of gods on Faen caused the chances of mortals obtaining high-grade weapons to be significantly higher. Followers who were favored by the gods could easily be rewarded by the gods for all sorts of reasons.

  Thus, several low-end pseudo-artifacts were created in this manner!

  Chapter 699 Damned Surestrike

  Even Greem's situation regarding magical equipment was inadequate and shabby.

  The only thing on him that could be considered of decent quality was his Soul Equipment– the Scroll of Voodoo.

  However, the Scroll of Voodoo had already evolved and turned into the body of the voodoo doll. Over the past few years of nurturing and growing, the strength of the voodoo doll had already risen to advanced First Grade. It could finally be of some help to Greem.

  Meanwhile, the Stitch Ghost Golem, despite having undergone multiple massacres and devoured several souls, was still at intermediate First Grade. It had almost no chance of being fielded in combat against these Second Grade opponents!

  Apart from these helpers, the only equipment on Greem that could be considered Second Grade magical equipment was the Blaze of Destruction. The rest were basically still First Grade magical equipment. These magical items were severely lagging behind his power and status. They couldn't provide him with much support in combat.

  If it weren't for his powerful elementium golems, Greem would not possess such immense advantage against opponents of the same grade.

  That was why Greem, despite his usual cool-headedness, couldn't help but be overcome by greed when he saw a pseudo-artifact in the hands of such a young Second Grade elf.

  The green dragon opened its mouth wide as it dove downwards, and a two-meter-wide acid breath swept toward Greem in a fan. The beautiful female elf riding on the dragon also flicked her slender fingers. Two transparent wind arrows caught up with the acid breath at an unbelievable speed and stabbed toward Greem's chest.

  [Beep. Warning.

  [Second Grade Green Dragon's Acid Breath. Initial power estimated to be one hundred and seventy points. Also possesses one hundred points of acid corrosion effect. Excels at corroding magical shields. Initial threat assessment is high. It is suggested that the host dodges the attack.

  [Wind Arrow elementium attack. Initial power estimated to be one hundred and fifty points. Threat level is lower……]

  Greem quickly understood the power of the enemy's attacks through the Chip's instantaneous scans.

  The fact that the green dragon, as a Second Grade magical being, could so casually launch an acid attack of two hundred and seventy points was fairly surprising. Meanwhile, the long-ranged attack of the elven deadshot was only one hundred and fifty points. That was clearly beyond Greem's expectations.

  The exchange of information was swift. Such complicated combat assessments flowed through Greem's mind instantaneously.

  When the two attacks were about to land on his body, the flame humanoid that Greem turned into let out a grin and exploded into a halo of fire. He then took the opportunity to leap away.

  Yet, when he emerged at another spot, a blaring alarm filled his ears before he could even figure out what was happening.

  [Beep. Warning.

  [Detecting planar law flux. Source of flux: the wind arrows.]

  Sadly, such an alarm was far too late!

  There were two dull thuds as two wind arrows pierced through Greem's elementiumized flame body. Two complete holes had been left in his body.

  The flame giant let out an agonized roar.

  He did not have the critical weakness and flesh of a human while transformed into his body of flames, and he was immune to most physical attacks. However, the powers of fire that the wind arrows had annihilated when they pierced his body were part of Greem's current strength. Although he could rapidly r
eplenish this portion of his strength with his flame core, the sense of losing that power was as real as it could be.

  "Why? Why," The flame humanoid turned and roared at the female elf standing on the green dragon, "Why is it that I still took damage, despite having clearly dodged your attack?"

  The elven deadshot proudly raised the longbow glowing with magical light as she looked at the berserk flame giant and said, "Foolish brute, have you never heard of the name of Sinthavee Heartpiercer?"

  "So you are Sinthavee!" The previously berserk flame giant was suddenly calm as water. He chuckled and spoke, "I was wondering what was special about the longbow. So it has the 'Surestrike' attribute."

  In the past, Greem would have definitely scoffed at such a Surestrike effect.

  How could there possibly be something as ridiculous as absolute certainty in this world!

  It was called Surestrike and it would definitely hit? Then what was the purpose of technique and dodging?

  However, with his increasing accumulation and research of magical knowledge, Greem was shocked to find that the so-called Surestrike had a certain logic and reason to it as well!

  Firstly, such weapons could not be forged by mortals; the participation of the gods was a necessity.

  Secondly, the god would have to imbue the weapon with a suitable trace of their understanding and authority over the planar laws when they set its form. That would bestow the weapons with specific supernatural magical abilities.

  For instance: 'Surestrike,' 'Indestructible,' or 'Unstoppable Force.'

  As long as it possessed the power of the planar laws, even a leaf enchanted with the power of Unstoppable Force would easily break apart the most sturdy magical shields of the world. That was because the clash of the leaf and the magical shield wasn't a clash between the hardness of their materials, but their respective planar laws.

  As long as the planar laws overwhelmed the opponent, even a leaf would be enough to slice a magical shield to pieces.

  Of course, in reality, it was also a matter of whether it was possible to find a leaf that could bear such sublime planar law powers!

  That was why any magical weapon that the forest elves crafted from a random branch taken from the great Tree of Life would easily beat conventional magical metal weapons. They were relying on the strength of the Tree of Life's laws that had seeped into every one of its branches and leaves.

  The elven longbow in the hands of this young elf clearly possessed the law attribute of Surestrike.

  Any arrow shot with the longbow would mysteriously appear at any position on Greem's body under the influence of Surestrike, even if Greem were to dodge or defend against it.

  The process might sound ridiculous and without reason, but its threat toward Greem was genuine!

  Just as Greem finally figured out the reason for his injury, the young female archer that seemed no more than thirteen years old once again dove forward with her green dragon.

  This time; zeng, zeng, zeng! The opponent fired seven wind arrows in a single breath.

  Damn damn damn damn damn!

  For the first time, Greem couldn't help but start cursing wildly during combat!

  Dammit, how should I dodge? Dammit, they were going to hit anyway. Is there any point in wasting time avoiding them?

  For a moment, even the experienced veteran Greem had been thrown into a panic by the enemy's brainless attacks. He had no idea how to respond.

  Greem randomly threw a magma fireball when he saw the seven transparent wind arrows whistling with force. He intended to use the detonation of his fireball to jar the wind arrows and disperse them.

  His own body leaped away with a Fire Teleportation.

  A dull explosion rang out as the magma fireball exploded into a massive ball of flames. The violent flame shockwaves and rain of lava turned everything in a radius of twenty meters into a sea of magma.

  Just as Greem completed his teleportation, seven wind arrows silently appeared around his newly-formed body. They once again shot toward him.

  This time, Greem was prepared!

  He opened his hands wide and caught three of the seven arrows.

  Unfortunately, he let out a furious roar the very next second. Seven visible holes had once again pierced into his body of fire.

  He opened his hand, and nothing remained in the blazing palm.

  He hadn't managed to catch any of the arrows!

  Dammit…dammit…dammit!

  Those gods were all motherf***ing assholes! Were the powers of the laws supposed to be an ability that a Second Grade elf should possess?

  Greem furiously cursed as he incited the flame core to send out another surge of flame energy to repair his body.

  Dammit! I can't be defending passively! Otherwise, even this brat of a girl alone would easily kill me.

  Greem had initially intended to hold back a little bit, but this time he no longer dared hide anything.

  He threw out a massive golem crystal which quickly transformed into a blazing Flame Fiend of Terror.

  A clumsy doll covered in strange runes climbed out of his clothes, a sinister green light emanating from within its body.

  A doll sewn of cloth with a single eye drawn with blood upon its head floated out of nowhere as three spots of lights revolved around it, continually letting out a bleak and chilling laugh.

  One had to admit that the golems and creations of adepts all naturally possessed a sinister and evil aura upon them. It didn't matter whether it was the Voodoo Doll or the Stitch Ghost Golem. Both of them had the stereotypical appearances of evil constructs. Anyone could tell that they were ominous creatures of evil with a single look.

  The forest elves all worshipped nature. They could easily sense the overwhelming aura of bloodshed and murder upon these sinister dolls. To think that the evil adept across from her had managed to create these golems! Who knew how many poor elves he had slaughtered on Garan to give them such an overwhelmingly evil aura!

  The female elf known as Sinthavee was driven into a fury. She immediately pushed the green dragon forward at the flame humanoid.

  Both parties retreated as they fought, slowly moving the battlefield to the depths of the plains.

  Meanwhile, Mary had turned into a flash of red lightning, boldly and fearlessly weaving between the ranks of the elven knights. The low-grade elves fell like dumplings wherever she went, crashing toward the ground.

  Their lives had been lost before they even landed.

  The most direct reason for their deaths was Mary piercing their brains or hearts with her bloody hands. Only shocking and horrifying holes remained in their vital spots!

  There were quite a few Second Grade elven deadshots among the ranks of the knights. Naturally, they couldn't allow Mary to slaughter their companions so simply.

  Pupupu!

  The sound of arrows piercing into flesh rang out in succession. Mary, who had been ravaging the ranks of the elven knights as she pleased, had also been hit by the enemy's accurate sniping. Several explosive arrows blew up inside her body, sending blood and flesh into the air.

  Sadly, the slender and pretty Mary was like a demon in human form without any sense of pain. Not only did she not show any signs of toning down her violence, but she also started slaughtering the elves at an increasing pace with increasing brutality.

  The crimson silhouette would jump and flicker wildly among the aerial knight order. Each flash was accompanied by an elf dying and falling to the ground. Meanwhile, the explosive arrow attacks she had endured had reached a shocking amount.

  Mary was still slaughtering and killing with wild abandon.

  All the damage she took could be recovered through killing elves.

  The more ferocious the enemy's attacks, the quicker she slaughtered the elves. An odd and delicate balance of death mysteriously started to form between the two enemies!

  Chapter 700 Mission Accomplished

  [Beep. Dodge ten meters to the left.]

  A blazing stream of
fire shot out of the right side of Greem's giant body, propelling him a short distance to the right.

  The flame humanoid had just vacated his original spot when a massive ball of acid landed on the grass below, dissolving all grass within a ten-meter radius and turning it into a slimy black liquid.

  Greem lifted his head and looked at the diving green dragon and the female elf, who was still firing arrows at him. He wasted no energy in dodging those Surestrike shots and instead fired out innumerable magical fireballs in succession, drowning his enemy in a storm of magic.

  Aooooo!

  A loud, pained roar later, the great green dragon managed to break through the explosive zone of the fireballs with its tough Physique. With a single swipe of his powerful claws, it shattered the afterimage that Greem had left behind. The green dragon then flared its wings and took the female elf into the skies again, kicking dust and debris into the air.

  Meanwhile, the flame humanoid appeared a hundred meters away. Greem calmly removed the magical wind arrows embedded in his body and crushed them between his magma hands. One by one, the wind arrows cracked and fell into pieces.

  The green dragon was once again in the sky and had just locked onto the flame giant's position when three fist-sized phantom golems appeared nearby. They grinned sinisterly and charged toward the female elf.

  Sinvathee had just used her Ring of Grasswood to rid herself of the fire poison in her body when she immediately entangled with these annoying ghost golems. She couldn't continue her attacks on the flame humanoid adept.

  With no choice left to her, Sinvathee could only snap her bow and shoot down each of the three ghost golems that attempted to dive into her body and snatch pieces of her soul. The giant flame humanoid took this opportunity to join hands with the Flame Fiend of Terror, casting a large-scale Meteor Shower in unison. This area-of-effect spell easily enveloped the elf within its radius.

  The green dragon used its trained flying techniques to weave between the meteors falling from above. It was only when there was no avoiding it that Green Dragon Oridela used a short acid breath to neutralize a meteor.

  The young female elf Sinvathee did not need to concern herself with external distractions when she had such a powerful flying mount. She turned all of her attention to the evil fire adept that was flickering about the battlefield.