Billis would have nothing to fear if they were just ordinary Second Grade adepts. However, he had a bad omen during that one instant where they crossed eyes. Billis had a feeling that he would be in big trouble if he tried fighting.
Adepts had always trusted their instincts above all else.
Even with his savage nature, Billis couldnât help but shiver in fright when he thought of the chilling stare from that female adept. Without any hesitation, Billis climbed on top of a particularly sizeable magical mantis. He led his personal guard into the forest, sprinting toward the core region of the Crimson Clan as quickly as he could.
Meanwhile, all the swarms hiding in the nearby region charged out from underground under his orders and rushed towards Xavia Castle. Though these insects couldnât possibly threaten the two Third Grade adepts, they could slightly delay their pursuit.
Of course, Billis couldnât care less about the losses to his insect army.
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In the end, those among the Crimson adepts who could strike with such recklessness and wild abandon like Billis were only a minority.
The other Crimson Second Grades had all successfully completed the missions entrusted to them. However, they were all being pursued by powerful Fabres adepts in their process of retreating to headquarters.
Dragonborn Zacha was responsible for clearing up the enemies in Silverspring Mines.
The place was a vital mine for rare metals. It made up for nearly forty percent of the Crimson Clanâs rare metal needs. The reason Zacha had gone to Silverspring was to oversee the stationed adepts temporarily shutdown of the mine, as well as bring back the last three months of resources back to the clan.
The forces sent by the Fabres Clan to raid Silverspring consisted of four First Grade adepts. It would have been an easy task to defeat the only First Grade Crimson adept stationed there. Unfortunately, they ran into the dragonborn. As such, they barely managed to escape with one dead, one severely injured, and two slightly wounded.
Of course, all the apprentice adepts and guards they brought with them had died at Zachaâs hands.
While Zacha was leading the mining party back to the clanâs core region, they were intercepted by a pursuing party of Fabres adepts at Deadwind Pass.
The Fabres Clan had committed plenty of resources to take down dragonborn Zacha. They had sent as many as three Second Grade adepts to intercept him.
The two forces clashed in a bloody battle at Deadwind Pass, concluding with the defeat of the Crimson adepts!
All of the low-grade Crimson adepts and apprentices died, while Dragonborn Zacha broke through with severe injuries and fled to the Crimson Clanâs core region.
At the same time, all of the clan adepts that the Crimson Clan had sent to the various territories were ambushed and intercepted by Fabres clan adepts. As the enemy had plenty of forces to spare, most of these battles ended with the victory of the Fabres Clan.
The Crimson Clan had paid a heavy price to coordinate the retreat of their clan members and resources!
A Second Grade blood dragon, a Second Grade vampire, and seven First Grade adepts. Even with the explosive growth of the Crimson Clan over the past few decades, such a heavy blow still hurt the clan to its very core.
In particular, the vampire faction had suffered the heaviest losses!
Vampire adepts were strange beings that were nearly unkillable when battling against weaker creatures. However, for the knowledgeable and prepared adept, there were dozens of ways by which to properly kill them.
Due to the difference in strength between the two clans, the Crimson Clan had already lost four Second Grades since the start of the war. All of these losses came from the vampire faction. Though the Fabres Clan had lost a much more concerning number of adepts, all of these casualties were peripheral First Grade adepts. Not a single core Second Grade adept of the clan had fallen in the line of battle yet.
The severe casualties of Maryâs subordinates exceedingly infuriated her. She personally went out and hunted down two Second Grade Fabres clan adepts. However, in doing so, her location was immediately confirmed by the Fabres Clan.
Four Third Grade Fabres adepts combined forces, ambushing Mary on her way back to headquarters and severely wounding her.
As a result, the only Third Grade adept of the Crimson Clan had lost her ability to fight.
The resistance against the Fabres invasion was weakened even further.
If it werenât out of fear of the Crimson Clanâs terrifying Fourth Grade magical golem dragon and their two Motherships, the Fabres Clan would have launched an invasion of the Crimson Clanâs core region the moment Mary escaped with her cruel injuries.
However, as the stationed forces of the Crimson Clan were recalled back from the various regions, the two hundred and fifty-kilometer wide region with Fire Throne and Pinecone Town at its center had now become an impenetrable stronghold. There were enough magical machines to patrol and defend the entire area.
The Fabres Clan had tried sending adepts to scout the enemy territory several times, but the magical machines always repelled them. Though both parties were suffering casualties, it was obvious that the Fabres Clan was sustaining more considerable damage.
After all, the lives of their precious adepts were being traded for those cheap yet powerful magical machines!
Moreover, there was no doubt that the number of Crimson Clan magical machines had reached a truly shocking level.
It was often said that the Crimson Clan held a Goblin Plane with tremendous amounts of metal ore within their grasp. The Goblin Plane had both resources and low-cost technicians, which allowed for a large number of magical machines to be constantly sent to the clan.
These magical machines were the Crimson Clanâs first line of offense during all these years of outward expansion!
One could frankly claim that the magical machines had won a great half of all the resources and territories that the Crimson Clan had obtained. Otherwise, given the current quality and quantity of the Crimson Clan, surviving through such a brutal and savage adept war would have been no more than a dream.
The Crimson Clan had managed to catch up with the hundreds of years of accumulation of other large clans in a matter of three to four decades. How did they accomplish such a feat? Precisely through these dedicated and loyal magical machines!
The Crimson Clan was now facing an existential crisis. All of the clan adepts and apprentices had retreated to Fire Throne and were arming themselves to the teeth like a hedgehog. With that being the case, the ones who were roaming outside and keeping the enemy at bay out of fear of their might were these fearless and reliable magical machines!
The Crimson Clan was defending as well as waiting. They waited for the return of that legendary person, waiting for the Fabres Clan to retreat after they had exhausted all of their strength.
The Fabres Clan might be powerful and influential, but they werenât entirely without enemies.
When they assigned most of the clanâs forces to the Ailovis region to wage war against the Crimson Clan, the defenses of the clan headquarters became correspondingly weaker.
No enemy would dare to strike so quickly in the short term, given the might and fear that the name of the Fabres Clan commanded. However, if the main force of the clan were tied up in the war against the Crimson Clan for extended periods, accidents would occur.
Perhaps having learned their lesson from the adept alliance that was defeated by the Crimson Clan during the last war, the Fabres Clan chose a slow and steady approach. They forced the Crimson Clan to retreat to their headquarters with a flashy and thunderous show of force. They then started constructing a sturdy outpost thirty-five kilometers to the south of Pinecone City.
What worried the higher-ups of the Crimson Clan was the fact that the Fabres Clan continued to transport large amounts of resources even after the outpost had been completed. It seemed as if they intended to construct an adeptâs tower on the spot.
The Crimson Clan might not be that concerned if the Fabres Clan was only constructing an outpost. However, building an adeptâs tower right at their doorstep was pushing it too far!
If they didnât disrupt the construction, and the Fabresâ tower was allowed to become operational, then the Crimson Clan would have an incredibly hard time fighting their way out of their headquarters. As such, even though they knew they were no match, the Crimson Clan still organized an army of magical machines and struck at the enemyâs outpost during the night.
Even the Fourth Grade magical golem dragon joined the fray.
Unfortunately, the Fabres Clan seemed to be expecting the attack. With the temporary outpost as their stronghold, they fought a brilliant defensive battle and exterminated the near one thousand magical machines that the Crimson Clan had thrown at them. In the end, the Crimson adepts commanding the battle managed to return under cover of the magical golem dragon.
Though the Crimson Clan had suffered heavy losses, they had also successfully destroyed the adeptâs tower with the might of the magical golem dragon while only the foundation had been built. The Fabres Clan would have to spend another additional month if they wanted to transport the necessary materials and workforce to reconstruct the adeptâs tower.
It created extremely beneficial conditions for Greemâs successful return!
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Henvic Plane.
After exterminating the hunter adepts, Greem had finally obtained his long-awaited âfreedomâ!
Greem stayed in Remiâs base for eight days. Apart from treating the severe injuries on himself, Greem also thoroughly dissected Blade Princess Katherine.
The elementium magical machine wasnât as powerful as he expected it to be. As such, Greem was searching for ways to improve its combat capabilities. The agility of Katherineâs odd semi-mechanical form undoubtedly drew Greemâs envy. Greem couldnât wait to understand and investigate the root causes of the mechanical adeptâs power.
After comparing the internal construction of Katherine and the elementium magical machine, Greem finally obtained a preliminary answer.
Compared to Katherine, the elementium magical machine appeared like an ordinary factory-set machine. Its internal construction and energy system were assembled in a coordinated and well-rounded fashion. There were no apparent weaknesses at all. Meanwhile, Katherineâs mechanical body was a platter of flesh and mechanical parts. It did not pursue balance or well-roundedness but focused on partial strengthening and enhancement of specific organs.
Most of the time, Katherineâs offensive power was not as tremendous or lasting as the elementium magical machine. However, when select mechanical organs functioned beyond their standard capacity, Katherine could unleash offensive power far beyond what the elementium magical machine was capable of for an incredibly short burst of time.
Of course, this burst of power came at the cost of the lifespan of the mechanical organs!
That was why most mechanical adepts had no choice but to carry plenty of metal with them, such that they could repair the damage to their organs at any time.
One design was powerful and stable, while the other had shocking explosive power. For a moment, even Greem couldnât decide which model of operation was the superior one.