After he handed the task of guarding Mary over to the Fire Lord, Greem finally had some time to clean up the battlefield.
The spiritual connection with Alice had broken long ago, and the reason was unknown. Greem had a vague feeling that something was happening in the outside world.
To prevent him from being at a loss of what to do later, Greem thought it was better to first adjust his condition to the best he could; only then would he leave this place.
He had took back the storage waist belt that had been taken away by Anderson, together with all of his magical equipment. But it was a pity; since he had become an official Adept, this Apprentice Adept level equipment was no longer useful to him.
At this moment, some rubble not far away started to roll about, revealing a short, vague figure of green.
“Master, master! You’ve really become an Adept! This is excellent! Congratulations my master…”
Greem looked at the goblin, whose face was kindled with joy mixed with flattering expression; he couldn’t help but be surprised. During the devastating war that had happened not long ago, the raging magic spells had nearly plowed through the entire isolated inter-space. Even the bloody altar, protected by magical arrays as it was, had collapsed and disintegrated. Yet, this goblin slave who didn’t have much self-protecting ability actually survived?
It looked like this fellow also had some secrets that nobody else knew!
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