Alice had found a good teacher for Gazlowe!
However, whether Gazlowe peeled the Mind Flayers apart or just devoured their brains was a mystery to Greem! He wouldn’t want to know either, even if he did have the opportunity to.
That scene would probably make him throw up everything he had eaten from the night before.
After exiting the teleportation tower, Grem walked down a winding corridor and several other walkways before finally entering the interior of the steel tower under Gru’s lead. The ones standing guard here were all fully-armed magical machines. Judging from their models and the magic energy weapons they were using, they were much stronger than the Archers and Shield Defenders from before.
Greem could even see shadows of the Gundams back from Earth in these machines!
Apart from ordinary First Grade magical machines, Greem also saw some strong magical machine warriors with unique designs among them. Their armor gleamed with a cold light and radiated magical light. It was clear that these armors were made of special magical alloys.
The combat power of a magical machine warrior like this was already at the level of a Second Grade creature. If they were all taken out for a run, they would be a terrifying army.
Gru’s explained that they were combat magical machine warriors forged of magical alloy and powered by magic energy. They all possessed the power of a Second Grade and numbered around forty.
Due to their low numbers, they couldn’t form a large group and could only protect Split-Off Brain Gru and some crucial parts within the tower. That was why Greem didn’t see too many of them along the way.
Greem and Gazlowe met at the center of the steel tower in the core of the Capital of Eternity.
Gazlowe’s brain was as massive as a building and floated in an even more enormous glass vat. He was connected with the two magic generator furnaces below him through countless metal pipes. A flood of magic energy would blast out of the furnaces every moment, surging into Gazlowe’s brain before being transferred to various corners of the Capital through individual pipelines.
Here, Gazlowe was the brain of the Capital of Eternity as well as the host of its massive energy pool!
Chapter 851 - Subduing the Brain Monster
No wonder Split-Off Brain Gru was the only one running outside on errands these years.
With Gazlowe’s steadily swelling brain, it would probably be unimaginably difficult to go outside.
When Greem walked into this iron hall, tens of thousands of vicious and hidden spirit threads wrapped toward him from every direction. If Greem hadn’t prepared, it was very likely the spirit threads would have penetrated the depths of his soul and caused some unexpected circumstances.
If this had been in the past, it might have succeeded. However, with the increase in grade, Greem’s Spirit had also improved. Though it was still far less potent than Gazlowe’s Spirit, it was more than enough to protect himself.
With a single thought, he exacted his will!
The translucent and distorted life forcefield around him immediately started burning, causing even the air temperature of the surroundings to rise rapidly.
Greem didn’t change in size, but his incomparably wild mental consciousness had already spread throughout the entire hall along with the erupting fires. Those tens of thousands of spirit threads were quickly defeated when they came into contact with his invisible flames.
The brain silently floating in the massive glass vat suddenly moved, and a massive mental consciousness descended upon everyone.
Greem did not cower. He stood tall, and two bright yellow flames burned in his black eyes. The invisible flames engulfed his entire body as his fiery eyes glared at the big brain.
A series of notifications from the Chip rang in his mind.
[Beep. Detecting signs of foreign Spirit intrusion. Detecting signs of foreign Spirit intrusion. Mental barrier and Spirit defense have been affected. Requesting host distance self from the source of mental abnormality.]
Regardless of how many notifications the Chip sent, Greem did not choose to escape from the iron hall. Instead, he raised his fire energy to its limits. The massive heart from the abyssal Flame Fiend in his chest pumped wildly. With every pump, fire energy of frightful intensity surged throughout Greem’s body, providing him with the tremendous amount of energy he needed to maintain his Burning Domain.
Several parts on his tall body started to glow with a blinding magical light, one by one.
The elegant and delicate Burning Suncrown on his head, the Emblem of Fire armbands that glowed like halos of fire around his arms, the Fearless belt that coiled around his waist like a lava serpent, the Fire Dragon’s Breath that hung from his neck like a miniature sun, as well as Ash, the boots that burned with horrifying flames.
The magical might contained within this powerful magical equipment connected rapidly as strange runic lines and arrays lit up with power. They formed a strange Burning Domain that engulfed everything within sight.
All substance within this light-red Burning Domain ignited with an unusual fire.
The skies were burning, the ground was burning, and even the empty air started to burn with an odd yellow flame, which quickly spread outward.
The Burning Domain instantly clashed with the mental power descending from above, tearing and ripping into each other at various points in the air.
They were like two massive armies: one as ferocious as fire, vicious and fast, the other with threads like blades, wrapping forward in endless waves, slicing to pieces any substance or Spirit in the way.
The two opposing forces clashed and tussled with each other in the air. One moment, the fire would gain the advantage, and the next, it would be the mental power instead. The two forces went back and forth, turning the massive hall into a battlefield. It was an even fight, though brutal and savage.
In general, Gazlowe’s Spirit presence was undoubtedly several dozens of times that of Greem’s. However, when it came to the offensive and defensive power of their Spirits, Greem had the upper hand.
One was large but scattered, while the other was small but concentrated.
The two forces didn’t seem to be on the same level, but after repeated clashes, it was clear that Greem’s smaller Burning Domain was superior.
The Burning Domain started to expand in the struggle against the mental power, bit by bit. Soon it would engulf the entire hall and its several hundreds of square meters. It was already at the edge of the massive glass vat.
Once Gazlowe’s brain was caught in the battle, he was doomed to lose!
“Congratulations, master, for advancing to Third Grade.” The extensive mental consciousness suddenly retracted all of its power the next instant. An exceptionally calm mental voice rang out throughout the hall.
Greem also reined in his Burning Domain and let it sit quietly before the glass vat. He hovered into the air and stopped at the same level as the brain.
One was a strange brain that was as large as a giant beast, while the other was a human so small that he could be overlooked in a room.
The two individuals faced off against each other as if about to start a fight!
“There’s no need for so much tension between us!” The mental voice rang out in the air once again.
A smile finally appeared on Greem’s solemn face as he calmly said, “Of course, a great power has to be subject to a great mind. It is indeed better for us to settle some things as soon as we can.”
“Your power has obtained my approval! Before any new breakthroughs happen to me, I will not have any thoughts of disobedience or betrayal. Hopefully, you can believe me on this!” The mental voice spoke slowly, fully demonstrating the careful thought that Gazlwoe had put into this.
Greem calmly replied, “I believe you! Moreover, I look forward to your breakthrough very much. If I cannot harness your power and suffer the backlash from you, I will not blame you at all. I will only blame myself for not working hard enough.”
The hall su
ddenly fell silent.
Brain Monster Gazlowe’s strange mental voice finally rang out after a long pause.
“You are a powerful adept worthy of respect! Hopefully, you will continue to be this powerful forever!”
Having said that, the giant brain floating in the glass vat turned from a bright red in Greem’s elementium sight to a friendly light green.
Greem let out a breath of relief deep in his heart.
These high-grade servants were truly difficult to deal with, each one more than the last. If the master’s power were slightly insufficient, he would be at considerable risk of a backlash. Take the situation from earlier, for example. Had Greem failed to defend against the invasion of the mental powers, it was very likely he would have ended up having his consciousness and mind taken over by Gazlowe.
When that happened, he would become a soul servant of the Third Grade brain monster. He would offer up all his wealth and knowledge before willingly providing his brain to the monster as nourishment.
It was the fate of most soul servants of the Mind Flayers!
“Really, Alice? She found a way to empower Gazlowe, and she didn’t tell me? If it weren’t for my advancement to Third Grade and the Burning Domain formed by the Fire Throne set, as well as the new magical tattoos, it would probably have been tough to win in this battle.” Greem thought angrily to himself.
That said, he didn’t really blame Alice.
She must have seen this scene unfold ahead of time, which was why she had so confidently helped Gazlowe improve his abilities. Still, being kept in the dark and almost getting a fast one pulled on him upset Greem a little.
He had managed to use his own power to subdue Gazlowe’s ‘restlessness’ and once again obtained actual authority over the Capital of Eternity.
In truth, during these days when Greem had been in isolation, Gazlowe had only maintained the most basic level of cooperation with Mary and the others. After all, with the endless supply of energy, the tens of thousands of magical machines, and his new mental powers, Gazlowe had already covered all his soft spots. He now possessed the capital and ability to establish himself within Lance independently.
If it weren’t for the magic generator furnace and his soul both still containing the soul brand that Greem left behind, Gazlowe would probably already have chased out all of the Crimson adepts and witches and led a life of his own.
There was almost no better way to subdue such an ambitious individual apart from raw power.
Such individuals of ambition and strength only bowed before a higher power.
If you were more powerful than them, you held the reins over their life and death. They would be the most loyal and convenient tools of war under your employ. However, if the power dynamic was turned around, they would instantly become the most terrifying demons. Backlash and biting at the master’s hands were only secondary. The true horror was in them possessing the ability to inflict unbearable torture upon their former master.
And this was what terrified Greem the most!
Of course, Greem was now in a stage of explosive growth. He did not need to concern himself with these ‘fine details.’ However, should the speed of his improvement ever start to slow down, he would need to consider the risks of backlash from Gazlowe.
Being a successful clan leader was not easy!
It had only been ten days since Greem had emerged from isolation and he had already been to three places using various means to subdue the three ‘boss-level’ individuals in his clan. It was only then that he had managed to stabilize his position once again.
However, this wasn’t the end of it. It was only the warm-up leading to the real show.
That was because Greem had left the true ‘boss’ for the very end. The Crimson Clan could only rest easy once he had ‘subdued’ her!
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The World of Adepts, the Tower of Fate.
Greem had rarely stepped into this ancient tower since Alice became its owner.
This tower had also seen dozens of owners, but in the end, there was only one owner.
That person was the First Witch of Fate and the one who had established a miraculous and glorious legacy for herself– Maysa.
It was she who had created the Tower of Fate, she who had established the Fate Witch branch that had lasted for tens of thousands of years, and she who had embedded the legacy of the Fate Witches into the law systems of the World of Adepts; she who had stepped into the void of space and transcended into a legend among the Northern Witches.
There were countless stories of her, while her monuments had endured tens of thousands of years of beating, and her mark filled every corner of the Tower of Fate.
Every time he came to this silent and mysterious tower, Greem would feel the illusion of his consciousness being suppressed and his spiritual activity lowering.
However, he had to come to the Tower of Fate to meet someone this time. Someone vital to him.
Only ‘she’ could become the wings he needed to soar in the skies; only ‘she’ could point out the path forward in the dense mist surrounding him.
And ‘she’ was also the person that Greem cared about the most. His lover!
A witch!
Chapter 852 - Greem's Intentions
Alice chose to personally welcome Greem at the door of the teleportation room.
She couldn’t help but giggle when she saw Greem’s severe and solemn expression.
“What are you so tense about? Could you be here to fight a war?”
Greem raised an eyebrow and spoke with a double entendre, “I am here to fight a war!”
Alice froze for a moment first, before breaking into a laugh.
All these years of luxury, authority, and experience had caused Alice to lose her past naivety quickly. She had become more mature and beautiful while also having learned how to keep her thoughts to herself.
As she let out unrestrained laughter, the palm-sized elementium fairy, Helen, emerged from Alice’s hair.
She immediately beat her small wings and flew to Greem’s face when she saw it was him. She put a hand on her waist and pointed at him with her magic wand as she shouted, “I knew it was you! You must be here to brag because you think you are powerful now. Hmph! Let me tell you, while I, Helen, am here I won’t let you bully Alice.”
“How did you know I was here to bully Alice?” Greem asked with exaggerated surprise.
Alice immediately blushed. She glared at Greem with a pout on her face and started grinding her teeth.
“Very good, very good. You big bad bastard, I knew you had wicked intentions toward Alice. Just you wait; I will let you taste some pain.”
Before she had even finished, Helen waved her wand as a light, magical radiance entered the stone wall beside her.
Greem grunted as he felt his surroundings weigh down upon him and a powerful force tugged at him from beneath. It was as if the tower wanted to press him against the ground.
Gravity manipulation?!
If this were a gravity spell cast by Helen alone, it would have been impossible to attempt to subdue a Third Grade adept. However, Helen was very smart. She took full advantage of her tower authority and took out part of the tower’s magical power to suppress Greem.
It was what made feel a tremendous weight as if a mountain upon his shoulders!
Greem was not a body-refining adept who trained in physical strength. His advancement might have allowed his Strength to be at the level of beginner Second Grade body-refining adepts, but a body supported with elementium was not as beneficial as a body obtained through rigorous training.
Greem grunted, and his expression changed. He tugged at the collar of his robe and saw a strange flashing rune on his shoulders.
Greem couldn’t help but be secretly surprised.
As a Third Grade adept, it wasn’t just his offense and defense that had improved. The massive amount of elementium energy, life force, and mental consciousness that he possessed was enough to distort t
he life forcefield around him slightly. Ordinary spells would have a tough time even hitting him.
However, this little fair Helen was indeed an elementium fairy. She could inflict the magical effect directly on Greem’s body through the life forcefield.
Only an elementium fairy could so easily use such an unusual ability!
However, now was not the time to discuss their strange abilities.
Being struck with a gravity spell of as much as three hundred points without any preparation was too much for Greem, even with his twenty points of Strength and twenty-two points of Physique.
Greem could only wildly gather his fire energy to resist the effects of the increased gravity.
Trying to square off against an entire adept’s tower with the individual’s power was still a little insufficient.
As the gravity on his body gradually increased, Greem’s face turned even redder. Magical flames shot out of his black eyes, and creaking sounds started coming from his trembling knees.
Only defending and not retaliating wouldn’t help him with this ‘naughty’ little fairy. Thus, Greem grabbed at Helen, and a large cloud of flame emerged from thin air and engulfed her. However, these magical flames did not erupt. They simply trapped the fairy and did not hurt her.
If it weren’t for Helen being Alice’s contracted creature, Greem would probably have retaliated with the Burning Domain the moment she attacked.
This place might be the Tower of Fate, and Helen might be a fairy with elementium powers, but the attacks of a Third Grade fire adept were still not something she could endure.
“Dispel the gravity spell, or I will have barbecue fairy for dinner tonight!” Greem threatened the fairy with a mean look on his face.
Unfortunately, this elementium fairy who was not at all experienced in the affairs of the world was also a real piece of work. Though she was crying from Greem’s mean face, she was not letting go of the magic wand in her hand at all.
“You…you’re bullying me. I won’t let you go so easily.”
Even while surrounded by magical fire and trembling in fright, Helen was still waving her wand with all her force, drawing the magical energy of the Tower of Fate into that strange Rune of Gravity.
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