Chapter 935 n Glory
Greem let out a breath of relief when the pure white body of the White Tower was finally in sight.
As the teleporting party was simply toorge, the teleportation room within the tower could not fit all of them. As such, the final teleportation destination was set as the massive teleportation za in front of White Tower.
Even though Greem was confident that Gazlowe wouldn’t attempt anything too impulsively, he still kept his guard up in case anything out of the ordinary happened.
He understood the brain monster’s personality far too well.
Gazlowe had both the scheming nature and arrogance of a Third Grade brain monster, along with the cowardly and abject nature of a goblin.
When massive benefit presented itself before him, he could abandon all the virtues of loyalty, principles, andpanionship without any hesitation. However, when something threatened his safety, he would begin to waver, regardless of how small the risk or howrge the chance of sess. In the end, he would let a brilliant opportunity slip between his fingers.
That was the true nature of the Third Grade brain monster!
It was his deep and cuttingprehension of Gazlowe that caused Greem to be so confident in Gazlowe’s inaction. However, the Capital of Eternity was not a ce to linger. Greem was worried that some small things might trigger Gazlowe’s irrepressible greed and optimism if they stayed for too long.
As such, the n army did not stay at the Capital for too long and quickly returned to the n’s outpost.
When the massive expedition party appeared in the teleportation za, deafening cheers immediately rang out in front of White Tower.
The sudden disappearance of such a massive group of n adepts and elite apprentices had already drawn the attention of individuals with malicious intentions.
Everyrge-scale otherworldly hunt and exploration represented a tremendous and unpredictable danger to most adept ns. So many previously dominating and rising ns had abruptly fallen from grace simply because incidents in their otherworldly ventures had brought an enormous blow to the might of the n.
When they saw the n expedition party sessfully return from the foreign ne, every adept and apprentice of the Crimson n felt an unconceble joy and excitement from the very depths of their hearts.
Most of the n members had sessfully returned, which meant that the risk had disappeared and the only thing that was left was counting the loot.
As the Mothership descended to the ground, rows of otherworldly ves in metal chains walked off the deck under the guard of the magical machines. These ves assessed their surroundings with expressions filled with shock, fear, and confusion.
When they saw the looming tower stretching above the clouds and the adepts in their magical robes, they couldn’t help but lower their heads and listlessly stepped into the tower, herded by the tall metal golems.
There were ogres, muscr and tall withrge bellies, as well as nes of skulls and teeth hanging from their necks.
Trolls of great stature, with developed muscles, slender and strong limbs, fire-red hair, and vicious fangs.
Fearsome werewolves with brown fur, sharp ws, and powerful legs.
Female centaurs whose lower half was the body of a horse, white and sturdy, and the upper half of a human female, their breasts wrapped with a thinyer of hide.
Mountain giants that stood at seven meters tall, with rough yellow skin and terrifying brute force.
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All sorts of otherworldly ves of different sizes and species could be seen in the long line of ves. Most of them were tall and muscrborer ves, with the asional skilled and agile ves mixed amongst them.
Meanwhile, the female ves mostly had shocking beauty, special techniques, or seductive figures. All of them drew the attention of the adept apprentices and caused them to mutter and talk amongst themselves.
Inparison, the Crimson adepts were far moreposed. Their eyes wandered between the ves, asionally stopping on a certain one as they fell into deep thought. Most of their attention was concentrated on the ves that were suited as guards for themselves.
After the ordinary nar natives had been walked into the tower, the more powerful creatures who had been locked with heavy shackles were walked off the ship. These were the ferocious and massive dragonborn warriors, the Dragonborn Cultists dressed in robes and radiating magical aura, or some especially fierce high-grade magical creatures.
Most of these creatures were quality First or Second Grade goods. Some of them were even Third Grade magical creatures.
They had been powerful lords in Lance that possessednds of their own and lived a rtively free life even under the rule of the dragons. Here, they had be unfortunate ves, stripped of all their freedom and could only wait in grim silence for the adepts to choose them.
One day in the future, they would be branded with the mark of a ve and be forced to serve a powerful adept forever.
However, no one would care for the thoughts of these otherworldly ves, nor empathize or sympathize with them.
Such a conclusion was fated to happen over and over again from the day the adepts started to invade the nes of other races. Even the adepts themselves, who now ruled as the masters, would have to dejectedly ept their fate of envement if another powerful race ever conquered the World of Adepts.
It was the inevitable conclusion of nar worlds expanding outward into the universe!
The procession of ves continued.
As therge and vicious dragons were brought out from the cabins, the Crimson n members that were gathered around the za all broke out in a tsunami of cheering and screaming.
The atmosphere of the n was immediately ignited!
Dragons. These were dragons!
They were rulers, predators, and raiders that stood at the top of the massive food chain in every ne. They robbed and raided, taking over mountains and forests, ravaging and piging one intelligent race after the next, with no one being able to stop them in any manner.
But now, they had be the spoils and prisoners of the Crimson n.
Their meat would be served on the dining tables of the adepts, their blood turned into the food of blood adepts, their bones crafted into weapons, their spinal fluid mixed into potions. Their bodies would be taken apart by the adepts; every bone, tendon, rib, piece of flesh, and scale would be utilized to their utmost potential, bing resources that the adepts would fight over.
It might be a disaster for the dragons, but it was a banquet and a buffet for the adepts!
The spirits of the Crimson n adepts rose with the appearance of every dragon, bing even more excited and more uncontroble.
Even n members who did not have the opportunity to participate in the distribution of such high-level resources cheered with all they had, inexplicably joyous and d.
The sess of everyrge-scale hunt meant a growth in the n’s power, and even they would be able to enjoy the boon that came with such growth.
The appearance of Second Grade dragons after the First Grade dragons pushed the emotions of the n members to an extreme. It was a sea of cheering throughout the entirety of Icewind.
Then, amid the waves of shouts and cries, the grand prize to be shown from the hunt was finally revealed.
Guarded by four goblin chariots and a massive number of magical machines, a strange dragon with gleaming scales and a body over thirty meters in length was carted down from the ship. It had vicious horns, a majestic head, a massive, yet streamlined, body, and sharp and terrifying ws.
The apprentice adepts held their breaths and silently muttered beneath their breaths.
“A Third Grade dragon.”
“Third Grade.”
Only the more knowledgeable of the adepts could recognize that this was an exceedingly rare water dragon.
This time, it was the adepts’ turn to mutter amongst themselves.
Some of the adepts who prided themselves on their vast reserve of knowledge moved their lips slightly and described all they knew of water dragons through magical messages. Adepts who were collecting high-grade water resources started to raise their eyebrows. It was clear that the appearance of this dragon moved them.
That wasn’t the end of it yet. Thest thing toe out of the ship was a massive prison cell with a ck cloth draped over it, making it impossible to see the contents within. However, judging from the level of adepts guarding the cell, it was clear that the value of the prey within was far above the dead Third Grade water dragon.
That was because the Crimson adepts saw the silhouette of the Crimson n leader, legendary Fire Adept Greem, among the group escorting the cell. Meanwhile, the little Fairy Helen, who always followed by Alice’s side, was unexpectedly sitting on Greem’s shoulder, her face full of worry and anxiety.
A prey personally escorted by the legendary fire adept himself!
The adepts couldn’t help but be more curious as to the victim inside the metal cell.
Unfortunately, the high-grade adepts of the n didn’t seem to have any intention to answer their curiosity. They directly transported the metal cell to the upper levels of the tower.
Adept Meryl stopped Greem at the entrance of the fourteenth floor.
She was here to ask about the distribution of the spoils among the n for this war.
Greem paused to give it some thought, all while ignoring the little fairy on his shoulder. Helen was making trouble here and there, clearly dissatisfied that he wasn’t immediately saving Alice.
“Distribute it ording to the list we drew up on the way back! Reward all n members that participated in the battle of the Northern Wastnds with the highest level of contribution points. Mary will personally host the celebration banquet tonight, but I won’t be present.”
Meryl nodded over and over, noting down everything that Greem was telling her, before turning to leave.
Naturally, the ones caged within the cell were the shadow dragon and Alice, both of whom were currently sealed. Though the two of them were sealed inside, it was hard to guarantee Alice wouldn’t be hurt by the shadow dragon when the seal was released. As such, when and how to release the seal were both things that had to be appropriately nned ahead of time.
Helen intended to have Greem invite a Fourth Grade adept and use their tremendous power to hold back the wild retaliation of the Third Grade shadow dragon as they saved Alice.
Greem gave the issue some thought and came up with a different idea.
However, while Greem sat alone in his room and nned the operation, an unexpected request for an audience took him by surprise.
There weren’t very many subordinates in the Crimson n who could directly contact Greem; this person was one of those special exceptions.
Greem hesitated for a moment and finally decided to put Alice’s matter aside for a while as he met with this special ‘guest’!