Age of Adepts

According to the agreement, Flaming Tiger Cindral and Greem had to have a fight between them!

Moreover, they also needed this battle to conclude the entire incident.

That was why Cindral also focused and prepared to fight with all he had when he saw Greem’s actions.

However, Cindral could no longer remain as calm when he saw such powerful magical equipment appearing on Greem’s body one piece after another.

Once upon a time, back on the Fire Elementium Plane, he had toyed with Greem like a cat did a mouse. Not a single one of Greem’s actions had managed to break free of his control. Today, when that same fire adept stood before him as a powerful and consolidated aura burst forth from Greem’s body, Cindral became somewhat disturbed.

If one were to count the time, it had been less than ten years since they had last met. Yet, Greem had transformed entirely and grown so much?

While Cindral became shaken, an armor of fire gathered around Greem’s body. The armor was covered in magical patterns and released a faintly intimidating aura.

Cindral couldn’t sit still when he sensed the tremendous pressure coming from Greem. He let out a few roars as his entire body started swelling rapidly as if he was a balloon. His originally three-meter long body had now increased to five meters, and his ferocious aura had heightened and become more intense as well.

Seeing that the two fighters were unleashing the fullest extent of their power and were seemingly putting their lives on the line, Adept Yunid quickly hid herself and silently started preparing her sealing spells.

She knew that her arrival couldn’t possibly have escaped the tiger’s senses.

However, as long as she stayed away from the battlefield, the flaming tiger clearly wouldn’t run away with his tail between his legs out of pride of his power.

As long as she had a good grasp over this psychology, she might have the chance to capture this tiger today.

Just as this thought appeared in her mind, a vast, massive, and powerful will descended upon the area. There was one second where even the furious and boiling lava sea seemed to halt for a brief moment before continuing surging forward unstoppably.

That will immediately locked onto the three individuals.

Cindral, who had been raring to go earlier, retracted his aura the next second and quickly fled into the lava sea like a terrified cat, tail between his legs.

Judging from the way he was running, he wouldn’t be turning back again this time!

Greem, who had just completed his combat preparations, was now shocked and at a complete loss. His fighting spirit had deflated in the blink of an eye when it came into contact with that vast will.

Fourth Grade. It was the spiritual senses of a Fourth Grade adept!

In just 0.1 seconds, Greem understood the source of this will and hastily retracted his own spiritual flux, guarding his mind and not resisting against that powerful will.

That will was like a flowing sea of Spirit, quickly scanning the entire location.

When the spiritual appendages caught the traces of fire that Cindral had left behind when escaping, a cold snort faintly rang out in the air. However, the spirit sea quickly turned its attention to Greem and Yunid, particularly focusing on Greem.

“You…are the guests that Karak invited?”

A spiritual flux silently entered the minds of the two adepts, and a sinister and dry male voice rang out in their minds.

“My greetings, Lord Alfred! I am Yunid of the Horn Clan.” Adept Yunid might be a prideful adept, but she dared not display any arrogance before a Fourth Grade adept. Her reply was respectful, much like that of an apprentice to an official adept.

“My greetings, Lord Alfred! I am Greem of the Crimson Clan.” Greem also hastily gave his greeting. Though the Fourth Grade adept had not physically descended upon the place, everything within the area engulfed by his powerful will was laid out before his eyes.

Greem might not have met this Molten Fire City lord before, but he had done some investigations ahead of time.

This Adept Alfred was also a powerful adept that had risen from the grassroots. He excelled at soundwave magic, and his affinities were also very uncommon. However, none of this stopped him from building a solid foundation and ascending to Fourth Grade after six hundred years.

At this point, ordinary adept resources were mostly useless to him. The resources he required could only be slowly gathered from the tens of thousands of planar worlds. Molten Fire City might always claim that he was hiding in his tower, but no one knew if he was inside the tower!

After all, many high-grade adepts would leave their soul brand in their personal towers before slipping out to explore the countless planar worlds. The purpose of hiding one’s tracks was to avoid enemies with vendettas from attacking their tower while they were gone.

Naturally, there were benefits and downsides to such a way of doing things!

The enemies would naturally not come knocking on the doors while they couldn’t confirm his absence. However, if the adept were to get lost or trapped in a dangerous ruin while exploring the planar worlds, it would be incredibly difficult to find someone to save them.

That was why in the Central Region, filled with powerful adepts, it was very common for the powerful adepts of various clans to go into several decades of seclusion, hiding from the rest of the world. It wasn’t until their clan found all sorts of ways to break into the tower that they would discover the soul brands of these adepts broken and shattered.

Moreover, if news of this were to spread to the outside world, it was very likely to trigger a drastic change to the clan’s ranking.

After all, many adept clans were propped up by a single powerful core adept. If anything were to happen to this core adept, then it wasn’t uncommon for the clan to just fall apart.

That could be seen with the vampire Vik Family.

Regardless of how tremendous a setback the clan suffered, they would have a chance to rise again while Old Vampire Haines Vik was still around. However, once Haines became the prisoner of the Crimson Clan, all the neighboring clans instantly tore the Vik Family apart. Greem did not even need to lift a single finger.

That was why Greem suspected that this powerful Fourth Grade adept was held up at a particular spot in a different plane world, given that he had not been seen in over a decade. However, now that he sensed that overwhelmingly powerful Spirit, he immediately extinguished any thoughts he shouldn’t be having and suppressed all of his arrogance, offering the entirety of his respect to this powerful adept.

“A creature from the Fire Elementium Plane? Hahaha, I never thought my Molten Fire City would be so lively while I was gone. Good work, the two of you. Come back for now! I believe that beast won’t dare to show up any longer!” Adept Alfred’s cold voice boomed in the lava, causing even Greem and Yunid to feel fear.

Greem was glad that he had hidden the storage ring with all the resources on the fire clone. If all that loot were still on him, it would not have evaded the spiritual senses of this potent Fourth Grade adept.

Though items in a storage ring should not be able to be discovered with spiritual scans, it might be a completely different matter for a Fourth Grade ‘old monster’ like this!

Who knew if this Fourth Grade adept had the strange ability to sense for Eternium and Queyras alloy through space. If he were to discover Greem had something like this on him, then Greem would have immense trouble getting out of the gates of Molten Fire City.

Greem and Yunid looked at each other when they received the invitation from the Molten Fire City lord. They then hurried back to the underground tunnels.

Adept Karak was already waiting for them at the entrance.

When he saw the two of them successfully return, he stepped forward with a smile and said, “Come with me please, the two of you. Our Lord wishes to see you!”

The sudden arrival of their city lord after ten years should have been an incredibly joyous event. However, there was not a single trace of happiness on Karak’s face. Even the smile was forced.

Adept Yunid didn’t know the truth behind the scenes. She was confused, but she didn’t dare to voice her questions. Meanwhile, Greem pretended not to have noticed anything, and there was no change to his expression.

Alfred met them at the upper levels of Molten Fire City in a special stone room.

The decoration of the stone room was straightforward, with Adept Alfred sitting on a stone chair dressed in a gray adept’s robe. When the three of them entered the room, Adept Alred opened his eyes as his gaze fell upon Greem and Yunid. The two of them couldn’t help but start sweating.

At their level, an increase in a single grade meant a rise in power by ten to twenty times. It didn’t even need to come to a battle. Just an ordinary gaze from Alfred and the two of them could feel a powerful force weighing upon their bodies.

Moreover, such spiritual pressure bypassed all defenses and magical resistances. It only had to do with one’s spirit resilience.

As such, when Greem and Yunid stood in front of this adept, they felt as if they were sitting on needles, as uncomfortable as could be.

Greem wanted to look at Adept Alfred’s appearance, but unfortunately, his spiritual senses and the Chip’s probing scans were all suppressed within his body by an invisible force, unable to extend outward. Under such circumstances, he could only rely on his physical vision to get information on his surroundings.

Unfortunately, a cluster of light hovered around Adept Alfred’s face, causing Greem to be unable to see his true appearance.

Adept Alfred did not care about Greem looking at him. In fact, there was no reason to care.

He looked at the two of them before finally speaking with a chilling tone.

“The two of you did a good job today. Karak, you may deal with the assigned mission as if it was completed. Send them off once they have obtained their mission rewards!”

“Yes, sir!” Karak hurriedly agreed to the order.

“But…the tiger has yet to been caught?” Adept Yunid paused for a moment.

Greem also opportunistically feigned surprise on his face.

“No matter, it is just a small beast. We of Molten Fire City will deal with it ourselves! The two of you may leave after taking your rewards. We still have some private matters to settle and won’t be keeping you here any longer.”

The two adepts clearly picked up on the Fourth Grade adept’s intent to have them leave and made no attempts to insist on remaining. Though they didn’t know why they were chased away before the mission was completed, they could guess that some internal matter had occurred to Molten Fire City.

Greem and Yunid left for the City of Oss under the escort of a group of soldiers after quickly retrieving the rewards they were promised from Karak.