Age of Adepts

"Tell me, why do you want to see me this time?" Greem said angrily.

"My lord, I heard that you promised to give them a batch of Quelas alloy in the plane of goblins?" The air in the steel hall was shaking slightly. In order to accommodate Greem, the brain monster Gazlowe could only use his spiritual power to shake the air. Vocalized.

"Your news is pretty good!" Greem smiled lightly, "My words haven't warmed up on the Goblin plane, but you've already smelled it in the Lance plane!"

"Of course. After all, the Goblin Plane was once my homeland, so I still have some contacts there..." Brain Monster laughed.

"I warn you, your current focus of development is on the plane of Lance, you must hold on to this forward stronghold, and don't let the dragons drive you out. As for the plane of goblins, don't be careless Intervene and affect the development of the family..." Although the brain monster has performed well for a while, Greem still couldn't help but want to hit it again.

This brain monster Gazlowe is a bullying guy, once he is too loose with it, it will easily cause its power to backlash.

As for loyalty? Greem is not that stupid yet, he would trust the loyalty of a Tier 3 Brain Monster!

He and the brain monster Gazlowe are now apparently subordinates, and the other party is his subordinate, but in fact they are more like allies. The brand he once placed on the brain monster's soul could actually be erased long ago with its strength.

If it weren't for Greem's backhands in the super magic furnace, and the brain monsters didn't have the confidence to withstand the backlash from the Crimson family, I'm afraid Gazlowe would have gotten rid of Greem's soul shackles long ago, and he would have done his own thing. Let's live our own little days!

Therefore, Greem needs to be cautious and cautious every time he deals with this third-level brain monster that is flying higher and higher and is always in danger of breaking free from the kite string.

"Understood! Don't worry, my lord, those giant dragons have tried many times. Although they can severely damage my eternal capital, it is a delusion to uproot this place. If they dare to come again, I will definitely Make them regret it!"

"That's good..."

"My lord, look... the development of the Eternal City has now entered a bottleneck. In the short term, those giant dragons can't get in, and we can't get out... The crux of the problem lies in the Quelas alloy! Look... are you also allocating some Quelas alloy to the Eternal Capital?" The brain monster tentatively asked.

Greem smiled coldly, and said, "Those goblins promised to build me a fourth-level magical puppet dragon within a year or two, so I gritted my teeth and gave them Quelas alloy. What about you? What can you bring me? You don't intend to take my baby away with empty teeth, do you? "

Although Greem's tone was not kind, the brain monster's heart suddenly became excited.

It is really scared, Greem only has a little stock in his hand. That way, even if it said it would break the sky, it wouldn't want to take away the batch of Quelas alloy from the goblin camp. After all, the value of a Tier 4 magic weapon puppet dragon is simply astonishingly high, and it can't afford such a large amount of money to make a big splash.

"My lord, I can provide you with another magic weapon army with a number of one thousand..."

"I don't need the magic weapon corps for the time being. The development of the Crimson Clan is fairly stable at present, and there is no urgent war pressure. So you should use these magic weapon corps yourself!"

"My lord, I can attack the dragon lord for you..."

"That's right, with the magic weapon army you're hoarding now, it's definitely not a problem to take down a few giant dragon territories. But..." Greem couldn't help squinting his eyes and said with a smile: "How many giant dragons can you catch for me?"

"..." The brain monster Gazlowe fell silent in embarrassment.

No way, this is actually its weakest point!

The tens of thousands of magic weapon legions are like a torrent of steel, enough to flatten the territory and lair of any dragon lord below level 4. However, Gazlowe, the brain monster, has no choice but to capture the dragon.

Although it itself is as high as the third level, it is not good at fighting.

Even though it has psychic powers as a weapon now, it is absolutely unwilling to set foot on the battlefield because it is afraid of death by nature. However, the many subordinates it has created are still unable to control the sky.

But... Which dragon lord in the plane of Lance can't fly?

Seeing that the army of magical equipment is unstoppable, those giant dragons will not hide in their lairs and wait to die. Before the magic weapon army rushed into its lair, it had packed up its packages and left early.

Therefore, it is easy for the magic weapon army to defeat the dragon lord, but it is wishful thinking to capture those dragons flying high in the blue sky.

If... if Greem is willing to provide some magical furnaces and let the brain monsters build a batch of giant floating ships, this problem will be solved easily!

Therefore, even though he knew it was embarrassing, the brain monster Gazlowe still couldn't help but want to get some Quelas alloy in advance.

Seeing that the brain monster was silent, Greem couldn't help changing the subject.

"Where's the Thunder Dragon Arms? What is it doing these days?"

The answer to this question is Brain Gru.

"Master Amos occupies a vast territory 300 miles southwest of the Eternal Capital, and he is living happily there! The female dragon has lived and breathed with her again..."

"Well, let it be safe! I'm afraid at this moment, most of the dragon lords in the Lance plane already know its relationship with us. Be careful not to let the dragons trick it into a trap..." Greem frowned.

"I will pay attention to the safety of Lord Amos's territory!" Fenbrain Gru still had a flattering expression: "My lord, I heard that you already have a territory in the central and northern parts of the Wizarding Continent. When you have a huge air force... why don't you let me build an invincible air fleet for you!"

"Oh? How to say specifically?" Greem was aroused a little bit of interest by the other party.

"What we don't need in Eternity is a lot of metal, but we lack magic furnaces. As long as you take out two magic furnaces, we will help you build a cruise mothership for free. Don't forget, those little goblins have The blueprints of the magical equipment are all from the predecessor of my body..."

Brain Monster Gazlowe remained silent all the time, as if acquiescing to the proposal of Brain-Fraud Gru.

Greem couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

"I'll give you two magic furnaces, you keep one for your own use, and the other builds a cruise mothership for me? Is that what you mean?"

"yes!"

"Hey, this proposal sounds good. But... those little goblins seem to be able to do it too. And I took out two magic furnaces, and they rewarded me with two cruise motherships!"

The octopus-like brain of the split-brain Gru is secretly communicating with the subject.

Almost without hesitation, Brain Gru's offer was raised again.

"Two magic melting furnaces, we will build you a cruising mothership, and a 300-man magic weapon corps as a gift, all of which are guaranteed to be first-class high-quality first-class goods..."

"I'll take out three magic furnaces, and you will build me two cruising motherships, with a 500-man magic weapon army..."

"this……"

"Besides, the cruising mothership you built yourself must be deployed when the family needs it. However, if there is any damage, the family will pay for it in full!"

The split-brain Gru and the main body discussed in silence for a long time, and finally agreed 'reluctantly'.

In fact, this is just a strategy of the brain monster!

It sounds like such a deal makes the brain monster have to take out a lot of dry goods, but in essence, it doesn't hurt his vitality at all. Building a cruiser mothership and a magic weapon army, what did the brain monster lose?

Some magic alloy and time!

Magical alloys can be mined in the Lance plane to find metal veins, and the factories and mana to build them are all the brain monsters themselves. Such a thing, as long as you give it time and energy, it is simply as much as you want!

Therefore, even though Greem's conditions were so 'harsh', Brain Monster still thought it was worth it.

"Then, my lord, how many magic furnaces do you plan to provide us first?" Fennao Gru finally couldn't help probing Greem's details.

"Let's follow the standard of six magic furnaces first! When will you let me see four cruise motherships, and when will I deliver six magic furnaces to you?"

Split-brain Gru couldn't help but burst into ecstasy.

Six cruising motherships... This is not too difficult for the Eternal Capital, and I am afraid that it can be successfully built in a month or so at most. But in this way, the metal storage in the Eternal Capital is a little tight.

It seems that it is still necessary to dispatch a prospecting team to find out all the metal veins near the Eternal Capital as soon as possible...

An agreement was quickly reached, and both parties had a happy ending!

Greem didn't stay too long in the Eternal Capital, he turned around and stepped on the teleportation array to return to the Wizarding World.

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Wizarding World, Tower of Destiny.

When the dazzling white light of the teleportation array gradually disappeared, Greem saw Alice coming to welcome him outside the array.

Behind her was the violent witch Sophia and another newly promoted witch of fate.

I haven't seen him for a while, and the other party's face is a little haggard, but his mental state is not bad.

"How is it? I heard that you lost a lot of power of destiny in this battle, didn't you damage the source of your soul?" Greem stepped out of the teleportation array in a few steps, and took advantage of the opportunity to grab Alice's waist limb.

Although she already had physical contact, Alice still wasn't used to Greem making out with her in public. The moment Greem's big warm hand touched her waist, Alice's pretty face blushed slightly, and she gave him a hard look, but she didn't knock down that mischievous big hand.

"It's been several days since the victory, and you're only willing to come after so many reminders. Hmph, it seems that I don't have a place in your heart..." Alice couldn't help complaining.

"Don't change the subject, tell me, how much power of destiny have you lost in this battle?" Greem asked again in a low voice.

Alice couldn't help but sighed softly: "We Fate Witches don't have much combat power, and we rely on the blessing of this hand. Fortunately, we still won, otherwise, I will really lose a lot this time!"