Chapter 467 Rune of Explosion
Adept Keoghan’s arrival was an unexpected surprise to Greem.
After such a long ti here in the Black Forest, a large batch of magical beasts had started piling up in the warehouse. So of them were even adept-level magical creatures.
Killing them and harvesting their organs was the less profitable way to go about maximizing their value. Taming them would undoubtedly have been the thod that would yield the most benefit. However, the Fire Throne hadn’t been able to find a sufficiently powerful tar despite a long ti searching; they had no choice but to put the idea to rest.
Consequently, after multiple estimates, turning these magical beasts into loyal voodoo beasts was best suited to benefit the tower.
That was why Greem took the opportunity and persuaded Adept Keoghan after he arrived to stay and help him deal with the magical creatures in the Fire Throne.
There was the corpse of an elite-level giant berserk gelada, a wyvern king, a flaming tiger, seven razor boars, and twenty-three berserk geladas.
From this, one could see the importance of a leader-class monster in a tribe!
Once the giant berserk gelada had died, all of its subordinate berserk geladas lost their only protection. They beca easy targets for the magical creatures and tower apprentices to hunt down.
It could honestly be said that nearly half of the berserk gelada tribe had fallen into Greem’s hands. The rest either fled far away or beca the food of other magical creatures.
There were no such things as firm friendship and alliance in the Black Forest!
Even the Wyvern King had to pretend to be buddies with the giant berserk gelada when it was still alive. However, the mont the giant berserk gelada died, these strong wyverns were the first to descend upon the geladas.
Adept Keoghan was wildly surprised by the fact that Greem could take out so many live magical creatures at once. Apart from sending that first batch of seven Second Grade elentium cores, Keoghan had also co here with the intention of helping the clan nd their relationship with Grem.
That was why Keoghan agreed to Greem’s tiny request without even thinking. However, Keoghan wished for Greem to pay him in elentium golems for the creation of these voodoo beasts.
Naturally, Greem happily agreed to this condition.
Greem had also co into contact with so voodoo beasts back in the Knight’s Plane.
In simpler terms, a so-called voodoo beast was a wild beast that had been modified with magic.
The adepts used unusual thods to wipe away the beast’s mory and part of their intelligence. They then planted a control rune into the creature and made them bend to their every will and whim. An adept only needed to give a single order during a battle to trigger the native ferocity of the voodoo beasts, causing the animals to attack the enemy without any fear of death.
A beginner voodoo-beast master could only handle ordinary woodland creatures. Keoghan, on the other hand, was an interdiate voodoo-beast master. He was qualified to handle adept-level magical creatures. That was why Greem couldn’t convert these magical creatures into active combat power despite having them in his possession for a long ti. The main reason was that the process of wiping away a magical creature’s mory and implanting a control rune was far too complicated. A slight mistake would cause the voodoo beast’s power to excessively degrade.
In fact, if a voodoo beast master’s technique were insufficient, the modified voodoo beast would even lose most of its combat instinct. It would turn into an idiot that only knew how to rush forward. An excellent voodoo-beast master would be able to preserve a magical creature’s original combat techniques to the fullest extent. They were even sotis able to allow the magical creature to regain its intelligence.
Adept Keoghan cast a spell to check the magical creatures. The giant berserk gelada had great bodily attributes from the start. It was a powerful elite-level magical creature itself. Consequently, there was a chance Keoghan could modify it into an adept-level voodoo beast. The other magical creatures, on the other hand, could probably only be turned into pseudo-adept-level voodoo beasts due to their inferior quality.
Those razor boars were even worse. They would likely only retain advanced apprentice-level powers after modification.
Greem had already predicted Keoghan’s estimations and left the job to Keoghan’s discretion. Greem finally narrowed his eyes and started thinking while Keoghan went into the voodoo beast modification lab with the magical creatures.
It was only now that Greem truly understood the value of the elite-level golems he would provide the clan.
An elite-level magical creature leader would lose that much combat prowess after voodoo beast modification. They would even fall from elite-level to the ranks of an ordinary adept. Other magical creatures would fall below adept-level.
If Greem exchanged all of these magical creatures for elentium cores, he could guarantee that he could convert them into adept-level combat forces. The reason behind this was the auxiliary effect of the Chip.
With the detailed modifications and designs of the Chip, along with its auxiliary functions, Greem could exploit an elentium core’s power to its fullest extent. He could transform them into perfect golem cores with the smallest rate of energy loss. Adept Keoghan didn’t have the conveniences he had. Keoghan had to rely on his natural skills and unique techniques to compensate.
That explained why the clan placed so much importance on his ability to produce elite-level golems.
However, through comparison to Adept Keoghan, Greem instantly understood that he could not be as honest with his skills when he was creating these golems. He would have to tone down his skills most of the ti. He couldn’t develop golems that were too perfect, or it would be very likely that he’d attract even more attention from the clan.
Greem opened the wooden box that Keoghan had given him once he returned to his room.
Radiant elentium aura imdiately started to gather towards the wooden box. The brilliant lights made it hard for Greem to open his eyes.
Seven elentium cores lay neatly inside the box.
Without the restriction of the magical arrays on the box, the corresponding elentium particles surged and gathered around the elentium cores, continuously rging with the crystals. The elentium cores themselves possessed a trace of the aura of the planar laws, which was why the elentium particles were still attracted to them even after their owners were dead.
That was why Greem could currently seeing the Second Grade elentium cores flashing in the mist-like concentration of elentium as if they were taking deep and slow breaths. The rhythmic pulse of the elentium ford ripples around the elentium cores, causing layers of elentium halos to gather around the increasingly radiant crystals and making them appear all the more dazzling.
The crystals resembled the nucleus of a star, radiating a celestial brilliance as they continued to release spots of light that dispersed into the air. All of this made the elentium cores look like sothing out of a dream while still containing fantastically profound truths within them.
Greem extended a hand and lightly caressed an elentium core. When his slender fingers touched it, the fire elentium within him clashed with the elentium aura inside the core. Ripples spread out throughout his ntal space.
Three wind elentium cores, two fire elentium cores, one dark elentium core, and one earth elentium core.
Different elentium cores would provide Greem with entirely different experiences. An in-depth analysis of the elentium composition of these cores would help Greem better understand the difference between Second Grade creatures and lower lifeforms.
It was important to note that the consciousness core that adepts ford during their advancent was largely in reference to the tangible elentium cores residing in the bodies of magical creatures. Consequently, extended periods of contact with multiple Second Grade elentium cores would greatly help Greem over ti.
However, Greem’s doubts increased the longer he ca into contact with these Second Grade cores.
The owners of these cores had already died. Their ntal consciousness had also dispersed to the winds. What was it that the crystal cores were relying upon to maintain the power of the planar laws within them?
Could the power of laws break free from the bounds of ntal consciousness and solidify in the form of a material substance?
What was the true nature of laws? Where did their powers co from?
Greem’s thoughts drifted as he caressed these beautiful crystal cores. His desire and expectations for the truths of the world hiding under all these layers intensified.
Magic, witchcraft; in the end, when taken apart, it was witchery and craft!
At the simplest level of explanation, witchery was the practice of magic. It represented the supernatural, the chaotic, and the unknown. Craft, on the other hand, expressed the known techniques and the determined laws. Both complented each other and required the other. You couldn’t be missing either one!
Witchery represented the ancient adepts’ desire to pursue truth in chaos. Witchery was also the incarnation totem by which they existed. The adepts of today mostly only pursued the craft. They were the kind of crafts and techniques that could provide them with power and strength.
Greem, on the other hand, was trying to find a balance between witchery and craft. In doing so, he would be able to see the truth of the world, while also possessing the ability to defend himself and not fall on the path of pursuing the truth.
Of course, this might have been extrely greedy. However, if Greem was already this far down the road, what difference would a little greed make?!
The Chip’s voice suddenly rang out in Greem’s mind as he was caressing the elentium cores and fantasizing about the future.
[Beep. Successfully deciphered variant fire elentium rune. Requesting instructions from host. Relay information?]
What? The variant fire rune has been deciphered? Why did it take only take half the ti estimated?
All sorts of doubts popped up in his mind. Greem had the Chip send over the information.
A slight stinging pain appeared in his mind. Greem then felt nearly half of all his Spirit evaporate in an instant. It was only then that he barely managed to take in that unimaginably complex and terrifying stream of data.
Strangely enough, even though Greem received a stream of data that had undergone several layers of analysis and deciphering, it ford into a strange rune when it gathered in his mind. It was a rune in his ntal space that was burning with a crimson fire.
Crimson fire?
What the flying heck was this?
Why did it give him a feeling of extre danger?
Even though it was clearly fire, Greem felt like his brain would quickly explode whenever he extended his Spirit within.
Strange, powerful, and dangerous.
Greem tolerated the discomfort and contacted this strange variant fire rune with his Spirit. He finally understood its effect.
Rune of Explosion!
It was actually a Rune of Explosion!
When Greem’s Spirit sunk into the rune, he had a vague feeling. If he managed to master this rune fully, then all of his future fire spells would probably be able to... explode!
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