Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3277

?Chapter 3277 Falling Apart (Part 2)

'Also, I'm afraid Lith is also wrong about the rest. I don't think we ever had the numbers for the first charge!' Vastor said, expending most of his mana for the Bastion and enduring the onslaught only thanks to one auxiliary head using Invigoration.

With the pain from Ra'ntar gone, the World Tree had regained their focus and the Chroniclers their full battle prowess. To make matters worse, with the Yggdrasill fragment taking over the Chroniclers' bodies, the elves had become more dangerous than perfect undead.

The Puppets felt no fear, no pain, and had no vitals or weak points. To make matters worse, since they all now shared the same energy signature, they had become immune to the World Tree's spells and each other's.

An eight-man unit of Wood Golem charged at Lith's group while they were still

weathering the magical onslaught. Each one of them had conjured a Decay Bastion and that saved their lives.

The Golems unleashed a Silverwing's Annihilation that joined the Tree's Tower Tier spells and shattered Honor Guard.

Lith grunted, hurling from two of his serpentine heads a twin blast of True and Frozen Flames. The Cursed fire knocked one of the Golems off his feet and set it ablaze but the construct was instantly replaced in the formation by the eight Golem.

The Cursed ice froze the ground, severing the connection between the Tree's roots and the constructs. Without the endless supply of mana, the Golems' power cores couldn't hold such powerful spells for long.

Alas, the Wooden Puppets manipulating the Golems were part of the World Tree. They only had to sprout roots of their own to reach the nearest area unaffected by the Frozen Flames and restore the connection.

Two more of Lith's serpentine heads cast a Chaos Annihilation and so did his allies. The five anti-Guardian spells pierced through the Yggdrasill offense, reaching the seven Golems in an instant and vaporizing everything above the knees.

Not even dozens of tons of masterfully enchanted Yggdrasill wood could withstand such firepower, but together with the Golems' own Annihilation, the impact weakened the offensive of Lith's group before it struck the World Tree.

The five anti-Guardians spells made the massive trunk tremble and opened a hole in the bark. With the Yggdrasill's size and mass, however, the vibrations stopped after a few hundred meters and the wound looked smaller than the nest dug by some big bird. The hole closed almost immediately and the Golems sprouted back from their feet, taking the necessary mass from the World Tree. The Yggdrasill shrunk to compensate for the lost mass but the change was so little that it wasn't noticeable.

'How the fuck is that possible?' Tessa the Titania was flabbergasted. 'There's no way all seven elves had hidden in the Golems' legs!"

She followed the roots rebuilding the Golems and found her answer. She was right, only two of the Puppets had survived on their own. One was in the left knee of his Golem and the other was in the right foot.

The other five were being regenerated by the eight Golem.

'Son of a mold!" Tessa cursed. 'Don't ask me how, but the Chroniclers have exchanged pieces of each other and can use them to resurrect their fallen allies.'

'Impossible!' Fyrwal replied. "There's no such a thing as resurrection. Not even Fae or undead can be restored after being killed.'

She was right as well.