Age of Adepts Chapter 1246 - Origin Blood

Chapter 1246 Origin Blood

At the level of Fourth Grades, it wasn’t too difficult to obtain so high-grade equipnt.

One could simply go to an otherworldly battlefield, fight a few wars, and find so decent equipnt. anwhile, even those who didn’t like to go into battle could simply accumulate so wealth from the backlines and use those resources to forge decent magical equipnt.

However, this only referred to obtaining Fourth Grade equipnt!

Finding origin equipnt that belonged only to yourself and was completely compatible with your soul origin was no more than a dream.

The equipnt you obtained in battle was often incompatible, while the ones created through the accumulation of resources were often diocre. As such, the average Fourth Grade adept had very few pieces of equipnt that genuinely suited them.

Greem was a perfect example. He had obtained all sorts of Fourth Grade equipnt since his advancent: the Bleeding Spear, the ogre’s warhamrs, Sodden’s Holy Ring, Shadow’s Breathing, the Ring of Shadows. However, the only one that matched his fire affinity was the fire-coral staff.

If it weren’t for the Orb of Shadows coming into his possession that he used to trade for the Orb of the Fire God, Greem’s combat prowess would not have improved so rapidly. He would not have been able to stand toe-to-toe against a powerful individual like the Adept of Torture.

That was why even Adept Geraldine couldn’t help but beco exceptionally excited when he saw a Fourth Grade ring that was perfectly compatible with his origin attribute. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on it.

The reason Greem was willing to offer Sodden’s Holy Ring as part of the exchange was mainly that he could not use the ring to its full potential. It barely displayed the might of a Fourth Grade item in his hands. Most of the ti, Greem forcibly drew on the ring’s powers with his powerful Spirit.

In his hands, such awkward equipnt was an inefficient ring of healing at the very best. He might as well trade it away with this opportunity and make the best use of the ring.

As for whether this would aid the enemy, it wasn’t exactly a problem to be considered!

The Adept’s Association was still too far away from Zhentarim. For the foreseeable future, which was the next few hundred years, Greem’s main rivals would be the stubborn, conservative Fourth Grade adepts of the Central lands.

Greem would not easily make enemies out of the three major adept organizations before he had confidence in surviving!

Even if the Adept’s Association was hostile towards him, they couldn’t launch an actual invasion. As for the sches and plots that they could throw his way? Greem couldn’t care less about those.

As long as the three major organizations did not dare to start an actual war, Greem had confidence in winning this race of ti and power.

Domhnall, who was sitting across from Greem, took Sodden’s Holy Ring into his hands. He toyed with it a little and verified its attributes. His wrinkly old face relaxed before breaking into a slight frown as he said, “The base price of Fourth Grade items in the market right now is between two to three million magical crystals. This ring is relatively powerful, but its attributes are too niche. That might affect its base value if traded away. However, since you are willing to offer it up, I won’t push the price too low; three million magical crystals, how about that?”

Greem gave a thin smile, “I rember there was one Adept Geraldine among the adepts you introduced to earlier. I believe if I contacted him, he would be willing to offer a far higher price than what you’re offering !”

Domhnall’s expression didn’t change. He appeared as composed as ever.

“You are right. The market for high-grade items is simply like this. What might be an invaluable treasure in the hands of one who needs it might just be another high-grade item in the hands of another. Since you’ve ntioned him, I will contact Geraldine and see how high a price he is willing to pay!”

A short mont later, a light flashed in the room as a mysterious person of light appeared out of thin air.

After elentiumizing his body, Geraldine had gained this strange ability to disassemble and reassemble his body freely. He could infiltrate any place where there was light. Nothing could stop him from entering. His power was also endless wherever there was light.

Such power was comparable to those incredibly pure elentium creatures!

“I want this ring. You can offer whatever price you like, Sir Greem. As long as it is sothing I can afford, I will not give a lower offer!” Geraldine was a straightforward man, and the ball was clearly in Greem’s court now.

Everyone here was a veteran Fourth Grade adept. If Greem were to ask for an exaggerated sum, he would only be mocked. That wouldn’t be beneficial to the rest of the negotiations. However, giving too low a price was simply unacceptable.

Greem narrowed his eyes. He took a good look at this seemingly straightforward but incredibly cunning Adept Geraldine. After a long pause, he spoke up.

“Five million magical crystals...and a drop of...your blood!”

Geraldine was a humanoid made out of light elentium. His entire body glowed with blinding brilliance. As such, it was impossible to discern his expression. However, judging from the flux of his light elentium, he had not been provoked by Greem’s rude request.

“You intend to research light elentium?” A while later, Geraldine finally said.

“Indeed! Amongst all the elentium particles, light elentium alone possesses excellent purifying traits and a unique thod of teleportation. In speed alone, light elentium is undoubtedly one of the top three. As such, I wish to research your light elentium and improve the slow movent speed of my transford giant body!” Greem smiled.

Geraldine didn’t really have an opinion on what Greem said.

It might be the truth, or it might be a lie. He would have to discern it for himself.

There were far too many curses that required the use of a person’s blood and hair. Actively asking for soone’s blood was a very offensive gesture indeed.

However, given Greem’s identity, casting a curse on an Association elder was no different than declaring war on the Adept’s Association. As such, whether Greem would do sothing so foolish was a matter that Geraldine had to judge for himself.

Were there fools among Fourth Grade adepts? There might be quite a few madn, but there were no fools at all!

Would a Fourth Grade adept with a large clan in the Central lands take the risk of going to war with the Adept’s Association, simply to curse him, Adept Geraldine, despite the lack of any grudges or hostility between them?

Seeing as Geraldine was still wary and cautious, Greem could only take a step back himself.

“Since Sir Geraldine clearly has his doubts, why don’t I avoid taking the blood with ? All I need to do is sense the light laws here. That shouldn’t be a problem, should it?”

Geraldine was happy to hear this. He finally nodded and said, “Very well!”

His right finger sliced his chest, and a milky-white drop of blood hovered towards Greem.

Perhaps feeling that this trade wasn’t exactly fair for Greem, Geraldine decided to compensate in his own way. What he offered up wasn’t an ordinary drop of blood, but origin blood from deep within himself.

Origin blood was incredibly crucial to a person. It was not sothing that should fall into the hands of another adept. However, since Greem had already promised not to take it away and only feel and experience its laws at close distance, there should be no problem.

Moreover, Geraldine did not believe that anyone could decipher the light laws he had only mastered after several hundreds of years just by sensing with their Spirit.

Greem looked at the origin blood floating in front of him. He did not use a container to store it. Instead, he drew a few lines in the air with his hand, rging several fire runes with the blood. He then slowly reached and felt for that unusual power within the blood.

Blue light flickered dimly in the depths of his eyes. Lights of various spectrums were emitted to repeatedly scan and confirm the elentium composition and energy structure within.

[Beep. Detecting light elentium aggregate of abnormal concentration. Conducting in-depth scans.]

A three-dinsional image of this drop of blood had been projected in Greem’s mind. As data started to flow in, the picture beca clearer and clearer. The projection was soon able to simulate the energy flux and frequency from the blood with perfect accuracy.

[Beep. Acidity level of the compound confird.

[Beep. Cell activity surveyed.

[Beep. Composition of the acidity is 21.46% identical to human blood. No bacteria detected.

[Beep. Light elentium has replaced biological energy, highly assimilated with cell structure. Conducting deconstruction of energy structure. Warning. Said deconstruction will cause irreversible disintegration of energy structure. Requesting instructions from host: would you like to proceed with the operation?”

“Pause it temporarily. Conduct the operation after finishing all other tests!”

[Beep. Instruction sequence has been readjusted. Composition analysis resuming.

As the Chip’s notifications continued to ring out in his mind, Greem’s tests on that drop of origin blood started to push towards the deeper structures.

As Greem poured all his focus onto the drop of blood, Domhnall and Geraldine couldn’t help but exchange a look. Their expressions turned solemn.

Greem was analyzing the origin blood. However, at the sa ti, the Association adepts were also observing Greem.

Unlike the average alchemist adept, Greem did not rely on any equipnt or even divination wands to conduct his analysis. It was almost as if he really was using his eyes and fire spells to perform a complicated examination of the blood.

Such a thod of analysis was unprecedented!

Could Greem’s eyes possibly be more accurate than a magnifying glass on an alchemy platform? Could Greem’s spiritual senses go past the limits of what was possible and see the cells at their smallest level? Could he see the origin structure of the energy without the aid of a spectrum analyzer?

There were too many impossibilities that made the two adepts start to beco suspicious.

It couldn’t be possible that Greem was just putting on a show, could it? Could it be that he didn’t actually see anything?

It wasn’t just them. Even the Association elders observing from the ntal network were becoming anxious.

While the two of them were replying to the elders’ barrage of responses in their minds, a beam of red light shone from Greem’s eye and hit the rotating origin blood.

The two energies of differing attributes clashed, instantly triggering an intense reaction.

The origin blood was isolated. Naturally, there was no way it could resist this red beam. Its pure, stable energy structure instantly disintegrated, causing the blood to turn into sparks of white light that dissipated into the air.