Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1492

Chapter 1492 Changes and Moving Part 2

"Why?" Lith asked with a pained whine.

"Because you’re still 19. You are young and small. An adult Phoenix always reaches at least 30 meters and so do Dragons." She replied.

"Then I definitely must go to those ruins. Even a single ingot of Adamant can make the difference and I need hundreds of them!" Lith said in frustration.

"Wish you luck. I’ll be waiting for both the good news and your arrival. Bye." Salaark hung up the call with a huge smile on her face.

’Gods, I’ve yet to find a single Dragon that I can’t play like a fiddle. Their logic and calculations about risk and rewards make them so easily predictable whereas a Phoenix is more emotional but also less straightforward in their way of thinking.’ She thought.

"If it’s of any consolation, I did something similar back when I became fifty." Lenanna spoke with her own voice now that Salaark was gone. "It’s not that bad and there’s no telling what you can find."

"Thanks for cheering me up." Lith said. "By the way, why are you guys still here? I didn’t join the nest. I doubt that powerful people like you and your brothers have nothing better to do than be watchmen."

"You are correct. We should have left for a while but our mother gave us a new task. Now we are here to study Tezka the Fylgja and his techniques. Protecting your home and people is just a side job." She replied.

"Tezka? Is he that powerful?"

"Yes. Ages ago, when he was still an Eldritch and Mom was a young Guardian, they fought to a standstill. She has long surpassed him in terms of power but now that Tezka has become a hybrid, his abilities and experience make him a formidable foe again."

Lenanna checked Tista’s beautiful silver-veined red feathers one last time before leaving.

"Congratulations, little sister. I can’t wait to give you flight lessons in the Desert. As for you, little rascal..." She turned toward Aran. "Don’t you ever give me a big scare like that again."

"I’m sorry." He gave her a deep bow.

***

Blood Desert, the Fringe where the World Tree lived.

The Yggdrasill was more than just the elder of the plant folk and the inheritor of the wisdom of the first Awakened on Mogar. It was also the most powerful violet-cored individual among their race and an important member of the Council.

Along with the countless information stored within their bark, the World Tree possessed the secret of the white core, but refused to use it. Eternal life meant that the body couldn’t age, but their mind would.

On top of that, not only was their life span already very long, but also far from entertaining. Every member of the Yggdrasill species was a tree, hence incapable of moving around.

Once they became old enough, being forced in the same place for millennia became akin to torture and if not for the awareness that death would relieve them from their burden, they would use their knowledge about forbidden magic to change themselves.

Yet by doing that, they would compromise everything their kind had worked for eons. To relieve part of the stress that arose from their condition, the World Tree housed several tribes of elves inside their bark, on their branches, and even under their roots.

The elves’ songs and their daily activities would keep the Tree’s mind busy while their guards would protect them from any threat. The Yggdrasill was a mighty magician, but their inability to move made them physically helpless.