Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3273

?Chapter 3273 Untold Secrets (Part 2)

"What a jackass." The Overlord sneered. "How dares he exploit your distress to further his agenda? He has no shame."

Then she shamelessly Warped everyone back to the Blood Desert to be the one to deliver the good news and start the celebrations while Leegaain was absent.

Lith's family was deeply worried about him and didn't take well hearing they had been kept in the dark about the baby boy. Learning the reason behind Kamila's second and sudden pregnancy was even worse.

Yet all their sourness and gloom lasted only for a second before they started

congratulating Kamila and arguing about the baby's name with petty reasonings worthy of the Guardians.

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Blood Desert, inside the palace Dungeon, at the same time.

The wooden puppet stared at the three human women in hatred, its dual nature pushing it toward two different lines of action.

What was left of Ra'ntar wanted to kill his torturers at any cost. The elf knew that it was only a matter of time before his consciousness was rewritten by the World Tree and wanted to go down bringing as many people as he could with him.

The Yggdrasill, instead, wanted to stall for time and avoid fighting. Their wood was the second hardest material on Mogar but Skywarp was made of Davross.

On top of that, the dimensional mage sealed the space only for the Puppet, leaving her allies free to Blink around. Last but not least, the Puppet was a living being which made it vulnerable to the spells of the healer.

'I can't allow myself to be captured again or I'll be back to square one.' The Puppet thought. "The Fringe was almost overrun because Ra'ntar's crippling pain prevented me from thinking clearly. The fate of my fragment in the Desert is irrelevant.

"The only thing that matters is buy my main body enough time to foil Verhen's plan to rescue Elphyn Menadion. Once he is dead or is forces crippled, I can let Jirni Ernas have fun with this Puppet until its life force runs out.'

To kill a Chronicler at any time from any distance, the World Tree used the Yggdrasill weapon they entrusted the elves with, but Tezka had taken it away.

Without the staff, there was nothing the small fragment of World Tree inside a Chronicler could do. They shared the same energy signature due to their symbiotic bond and the fragment's magic couldn't hurt the elf.

The only option the World Tree had left was to take over the body of the Chronicler and turn him into an extension of their body.

A wooden Puppet was supposed to be an unstoppable war machine that would

complete the mission and then return to the Fringe where it would become one with the Yggdrasill.

The problem was that the prolonged agony and starvation suffered by the elf had been passed on to the Puppet. Its tendrils were thin and any further growth required nutrients.

The prison cell had no openings and the cloth of its walls was as hard as Davross. The Puppet couldn't reach the soil to regain its strength, let alone tunnel its way out.

"The worst part is that I'm still hungry! The Puppet had grown feeding on Ra'ntar's remains which wasn't much.

Getting rid of Jirni's needles had relieved the World Tree from the pain of the torture but due to the telepathic connection between the Puppet and the main body, the Yggdrassill still experienced its hunger.

Darkness fusion was useless against starvation, making it the only thorn in the Yggdrasill's side.