Chapter 1228 The Law Fires
The Guardian of Flas bowed and paid respect when they saw who had arrived.
“I am Rhyolith, a lord serving under King Groms. I ca here to welco you. Please follow , sir!” The twelve-ter-tall Molten Giant said to Greem with a booming voice.
He then turned and looked at the Guardian of Flas that had challenged Greem earlier. He said in a stern voice, “Derat, you were rude to the guest. As punishnt, you will be doing ten years of hard labor in Shatterstone Abyss. You can only return once you have harvested a hundred high-grade pyre stones.”
“Understood!”
The Guardian lowered his head dejectedly and bowed to the Molten Giant once more. He turned and left under the escort of a squad of Earthfire spiders.
The rest of the Guardians were clearly intimidated now. They hurriedly stepped aside and opened up the path forward for Greem.
The elentium creatures had never had the intricate customs of human society. The Molten Giant turned and walked into the Sea of Ashes after disciplining his subordinates. The sea of flas parted when he approached, revealing an unusual path paved with fire crystals.
Greem followed after the Molten Giant in his human form and walked into the Sea of Ashes.
It was a strange road that seed to wind on endlessly in the Sea of Ashes.
The flas in the sea parted silently before them and closed behind them once they had passed. It was almost as if the two of them were walking inside a transparent glass do. It was calm and peaceful around them, while fires raged on furiously further away.
The Molten Giant appeared to be an individual of few words. He focused on walking down the road and had seemingly no intention of talking or interacting with Greem.
The Sea of Ashes was typically known as the Sea of Death to most fire elentium creatures; no lifeform should be able to live here. However, as Greem followed the Molten Giant down that long, winding path, he could sense sothing with the help of the Chip and the Orb of the Fire God. There were strands and traces of life in the distance.
These fire creatures seed to be extrely curious about Greem’s arrival. They would dive into the flas and vanish for a mont before reappearing close to Greem and observing in silence. The Molten Giant obviously knew of their existence, but he did not bother to explain them to Greem.
Thus, Greem could only wonder in his mind.
According to the Chip’s scans, the average energy level in the Fire Elentium Plane reached upwards of one to two hundred points. An outsider entering the Fire Elentium Plane would have to endure two hundred points of fire damage constantly.
Two hundred points of elentium damage was trendous. Only Second Grade adepts could hope to survive under such pressure!
The minimum requirent of exploring the Fire Elentium Plane was Second Grade. Moreover, adepts of other attributes would not be able to replenish their powers by absorbing wandering elentium. Once their magical powers were exhausted by the harsh environnt, they would have no choice but to leave.
However, here in the Sea of Ashes, the energy level soared to over a thousand points of power. Without the fire laws’ protection, even fire creatures could not survive here.
The fact that the Molten Giant could move about the Sea of Ashes so freely ant that he had grasped so fire laws. If...if Greem could kill him and rob him of his fire core, he would have a very high chance of analyzing and obtaining his fire laws.
This thod of stealing others’ fire laws was far quicker and more convenient than ditating diligently by yourself.
Judging from his colossal size, giant fists, and surging fire energy, Greem would have no more than a 73% chance of winning against him in the Sea of Ashes, even if he were to go all out and summon Shadow Demon.
Greem would even be injured in this process, while Shadow Demon would be severely damaged.
If the Molten Giant was a little more fierce, he could even choose to detonate his core at the mont of his defeat. Greem would be left with nothing then. He would get absolutely nothing apart from a body full of injuries and so magma shards.
Given his understanding of these fire creatures, it was almost guaranteed that they would self-destruct when they were defeated!
It was because of how difficult it was to deal with these fire creatures and what little profit there was to be obtained from killing them that very few clans in the World of Adepts tried to expand into the Fire Elentium Plane.
The fire creatures here were too poor and too passionate. Conquering them would be worth nothing at all!
The fifty-kiloter walk quickly ca to an end as Greem was absorbed in his thoughts.
When Fire King Groms’ massive palace appeared in front of Greem, he couldn’t help but be dazzled, despite how composed he usually was.
A wooden palace with stone pillars. There were over a hundred stone pillars, each reaching high into the sky and thick enough that one required five n to fully wrap their arms around it. It was a large and majestic palace. The fact that such a considerable palace could be constructed in this terrifying, blazing land of ashes was itself a miracle.
Just a rough estimate of the labor, cost, and investnts that went into its construction left Greem speechless.
As expected of a Fire King. Only a mighty individual like a Fire King could live in such a work of wonder.
............
Blazing red. Terrifyingly hot. Even the air itself was burning. However, the burning of the flas was unusually peaceful, as if the fires were one with the space around them. It didn’t matter how fierce the flas blazed; they did not cause a single ripple in space.
Greem stared straight at the blazing humanoid the mont he stepped into the hall. His eyes were filled with shock and curiosity. He was no longer a rookie now. As a Fourth Grade fire adept, he could see all the various unusual aspects of this fire in front of him.
This fire was derived from the planar laws. It was fundantally different from the ordinary flas of the world. The power gathered in their core naturally carried a trace of sacred holiness!
Greem might have grasped so of the fire laws, but he was only mixing in a trace of the laws in his spells when he cast them. However, this fla humanoid was incredibly pure and subli. The flas that made up his body were ford entirely of the fire of laws. There was no chaos or impurities in those flas.
All the law fires gathered together to form a small stream that circulated throughout this individual’s body. They were exceedingly ta and obedient. However, as soone who had personally handled law fires, Greem knew very well how vicious and savage they truly were.
Even a single spark of law fire exposed to the material world could start a terrible firestorm!
Yet, this fla giant was like an unmoving statue. He let the law fires flow freely and silently through his body, seemingly without any discomfort at all.
Greem stood in silence and observed the fla giant for a long ti.
Even though the giant did not speak or move, Greem had significantly benefitted from observing his form and the flow of power within him.
At his level, there were no longer any precedents or preset paths upon which he could follow. The only thing Greem could do was construct a path and direction of developnt for himself, given his potential and abilities.
Now, having witnessed the true form of a Fifth Grade Fire King, Greem finally had a reference to base his own improvent on. He now had the ti and opportunity to correct his past mistakes.
Thus, when he stepped into the hall and set eyes upon the giant, Greem abruptly froze. His entire person fell into a mysterious state of chaos, confusion, and yet enlightennt at the sa ti.
The giant blazing with golden fires opened his eyes. He glanced at the dazed Greem as a trace of praise and pity appeared in his eyes.
“My king, what has happened to this person? Should I wake him up?” The Molten Giant Rhyolith, who appeared even larger and more muscular than the Fire King, couldn’t help but speak up.
“No need!” The fla giant scolded unamusedly. “You dumbasses. You’ve followed for so long, yet still, none of you have understood anything. Fools with only muscles and no brains. Do you think size alone decides the might of an individual? Don’t forget; we are fire creatures. Only increased mastery over fire can improve the source of our power.”
The Molten Giant was completely confused by the scolding that had co out of nowhere. He scratched his head, and his voice bood, “My king, why did you get all angry all of a sudden? Haven’t I already improved by a minor grade these three hundred years?”
“Hmph! You’ve only gone from interdiate Fourth Grade to advanced Fourth Grade after three hundred years by my side, yet you have the face to be proud? Look at this human adept. He took a look at and instantly went into a state of enlightennt. In my opinion, he will catch up with your grade in less than a dozen years! When that happens...”
“When that happens, I still won’t be afraid of him!” Rhyolith proudly shouted. “He’s the size of a pea. Even if he were the sa grade as , I would only need a single punch to kill him!”
The fla giant’s face turned dark as the law fires flowing through his body showed signs of going berserk.
“Idiot! Idiot...how many tis have I told you that what decides our power isn’t our size or our muscles. It’s the level of our fire laws! What’s the point of having such a large body if you aren’t sustained by the fire laws?”
The Molten Giant still wanted to argue, but he was interrupted by his king, who had discovered sothing strange.
“Hm? What is this? To think it can hide in the shadows...hehehe! Since you’ve co to my hall, you had better show yourself!”
The giant opened his eyes wide and stared calmly at the fist-sized shadow directly beneath Greem. He turned his palm, and endless fire energy filled every inch of space in the hall.
There was no room for a shadow to manifest where the fire energy burned!
An unusual tal golem of fairly large size appeared suddenly in the middle of the hall.
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