Chapter 682 - The Final Battle Dragged on for a Century (1) (1/2)

Chapter 682: The Final Battle Dragged on for a Century (1)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

On a Storm Silver Sparrow ship out on the ocean

The leader of the Lava Knights Razer was standing on the deck with a sword in his hand, gazing off into the distance with a slight frown.

A while ago, he had sensed an incredible surge of power being set off 1000 miles away in the distance. There was a sudden pang of panic in his heart. He could feel that whoever this power belonged to might just be as powerful as he was.

Who could it be? thought Razer. The appearance of such a powerful player had raised the stakes in the Lava Knight’s plan to assault Ferde.

Despite how dangerous the situation now seemed, the fact remained that the divine fragment must not be allowed to fall into the Snow Mountain Archmage’s hands. The High Elves had also worked tirelessly on setting up countermeasures against the defenses of Ferde’s Mage Tower in order to ensure the success of this operation. There was no going back at this point.

We’ll just have to finish this as quickly as possible! Razer tightened his grip around the handle of his sword. He then turned towards the ship’s cabin and shouted, “Full speed ahead!”

With a soft hum, the magic seals on the ship glowed, and the ship sped off across the ocean’s surface in a blur.

At the same time, a battle airship was flying towards the South.

This airship resembled those of Ferde physically. However, as opposed to its blue-white Ferde counterpart, this vessel was painted black. With a closer look, one would also notice that its design was not as refined as the typical Ferde airship. It also seemed to be flying unsteadily in the air, as if it was about to drop out of the sky at any moment.

Eugene, Molina, and Saroviny were currently inside the airship’s main cabin, along with the Yabba pilot responsible for flying the airship.

Eugene and Molina were the allies Saroviny had sought out in the Black Forest. As followers of the God of Destruction and enemies of Ferde, none of them were too fond of Link. On the basis of having a common enemy, an alliance was naturally struck between them.

“Mistress, Ferde’s Scorched City is just 1500 miles up ahead,” reported the Yabba pilot. Just then, sudden turbulence hit the airship. The whole vessel began shaking uncontrollably, and everyone swayed about unsteadily in it.

“I would have traded this bloody airship for a broken down horse carriage in a heartbeat,” spat Saroviny. If it were not for the fact that this airship was capable of getting them to Ferde quickly, she would not have gotten on board in the first place. She swore that this would be her last time flying on this accursed flying contraption.

Eugene did not say a word. Ever since she was tricked by Molina, she had become reserved. Molina began apologizing to Saroviny. “My apologies, mistress. We are currently lacking in competent Yabba engineers to provide you with a more comfortable ride.”

“Forget it. It’s a good thing we don’t have to work with each other that often,” said Saroviny, waving her hand. She was about to continue what she was saying, but then she pursed her lips. Her face suddenly grew serious.

“Is something the matter, mistress?” Eugene sensed that something was amiss. However, she could not tell exactly what it was.

Throughout their journey, Saroviny had been maintained a haughty air about her. Just then, the haughty look on her face had given way to a grave expression. Ignoring Eugene, she stepped out of the cabin and climbed onto the deck, where the wind roared wildly.

Saroviny was able to pick up more information from the wind outside the cabin. I could feel an abnormal elemental disturbance in the air. The ambient power in it has gone down by 0.5 percent. Has someone in this realm actually acquired their own realm?

The number of masters a realm was able to support was extremely limited. A noticeable drop would occur in the realm’s power concentration in response to the appearance of a Level-16 master. This was due to the high levels of power they would be able to store in their body.

In theory, a realm could produce at least a thousand Level-16 masters with its natural power concentration. However, in reality, a realm would only be able to hold no more than 20 such masters in it.