Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3228

Chapter 3228 Cogs in the Machine (Part 1)

Killing a bloodline patriarch meant to make an enemy out of all their descendants or in Valtak's case, also all those he had helped, trained, and nurtured. Dragons weren't big on generosity but when it came to revenge, they were second to none.

"There is no misunderstanding." Lith shook his head. "The Tree targeted Solus and me to get their hands on the focus of my omni pockets and its content. If you don't believe me, just look at me with Soul Vision. Please, Aalejah, I need your help.

"You and Tezka are the only people I know to have ever been inside a Yggdrasill's Fringe. I need a safe way to bring everyone inside without getting dizzy or falling into a trap.

"I know that this isn't the same Fringe you came from, but after living as an aspirant Chronicler for centuries, you must know how the World Tree's standard defensive system works and what we can expect."

Aalejah used Soul Vision on Lith and all those present. Three different types of people stood out. Those who knew the truth and cared about Solus, like Baba Yaga and Bytra, burned with fury and wielded bloodstained weapons.

Those who only cared about the Ears, like Tezka, were all smiles and claws, clutching at the artifact like it was his firstborn. As for Lith, he appeared like a monolithic giant ablaze with silvery and blue flames.

Under Soul Vision, his body shapeshifted non-stop from a Void Demon Dragon engulfed in blue flames into a Tiamat seething with silvery flames as the two flames battled for dominance. Neither of the figures looked reassuring.

They both seemed hellbent on setting Mogar ablaze with their own kind of fire. Yet Aalejah could tell from the aura surrounding Lith's different forms that while the silver flames aimed to destroy, the blue ones possessed an infinite hunger.

Aalejah looked at Lith's projection as hard as she could but found no sign of deception, only fierce determination.

'No matter if I help him or not, Lith is not going to back down. The only thing that will change is which side will take more losses during the initial stages of the fight.' She thought.

"Fine, I'll help you." Aalejah sighed. "As far as I know, there is no way to get in or out of a Fringe except through Mogar's veil."

"Forget about that. We'll figure out something once we know what we are dealing with." Surtr said. "What I'm curious about is what means the World Tree possesses that makes them stronger than a bright white core like me and on par with a Guardian like my father."

"I was getting to that." The elf took a series of deep breaths, clinging to her Yggdrasill staff to clear her head and reconsider all the facts before opening her mouth again.

'This is huge. I'm about to break my people's most sacred oaths and divulge the secrets that allowed my community to prosper for millennia. Once I start talking, there's no turning back.

'All the members of the rescue mission will share this knowledge and what they do with it next will be on me. I must be sure this is the right thing to do.' She examined Lith's memories from multiple angles and then studied the fragments of the Darwen armor lying on the table.

Everything about Solus' kidnapping bore the signature of one of the Yggdrasill's schemes to get what they wanted without being noticed. Altering the flow of the events of Mogar was a taboo to the World Tree but if no one knew, there would be no interference.

'Lith can't have made up so many details. Also, if he truly was able to craft a perfect Darwen armor, he would be at the level of a Ruler of the Flames.' All the convoluted possible scenarios and conjectures Aalejah could come up with crashed against the simplicity of reality.

Aalejah tapped the floor with her Moonsong staff and conjured the hologram of the Fringe where she had lived most of her life. _{freёwebnovel.com}