Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3470

"Is everything alright, Phaso?" A pale-yellow mist asked. "Why so tense? Our guests haven’t taken a single step forward or conjured a spell."

"Murderer." Phaso muttered, the words and intonation identical to those spoken by the Fae living inside Esor. "Death walker."

"Murderer?" Zarta laughed while merging with the grey mist. "Everyone here is, Phaso. Each one of us has killed more living beings than most Abominations. What matters is not the number but the purpose. We only kill to feed and in self-defense, not for pleasure. We are not monsters."

"True, but…" Phaso tried to come up with a reason to trick the other Hordes into attacking Lith, but fear clouded his mind. "Verhen is scum, I mean, dangerous. He killed the World Tree!"

"So what?" The grey cloud shuddered and touched the blurred red figure. "The old fool was crazy. All the members of the Yggdrasill bloodline sooner or later go insane and need to be put down."

"How can you say that, Shen?" The infected Horde said in outrage. "Like it or not, the World Tree is one of the key figures for Mogar’s survival. You should honor their sacrifice, not mock it."

"Since when do we Hordes give a single fuck about that rotten piece of bark?" A silvery fog coalesced into a dense humanoid form. "Is there something you want to tell us, Pharo?"

One by one, the Hordes were establishing hidden mind links and sharing the information brought by Loma. The infected Phaso was unwittingly exposing himself the more he talked.

"No, Ygri. Why are you saying that?" Phaso tried to look away but Lith drew his attention in a way the Horde couldn’t ignore.

’The Hordes seem to be on my side but I’d better give them some time to prepare their spells.’ Lith had taken Ragnarök off his hip. The angry blade was still sheathed but that made it even more terrifying.

Phaso stared at the twitching latches, afraid they might come off at any moment. The Tiamat engulfing himself in silvery flames only made the vision more dreadful.

"Don’t you see? He wants to kill us all, brothers. We need to-" The words buzzed off Phaso’s quasi-mouth as Lith opened his palm, revealing the shiny fragment pointing straight at the Horde. "Where did you find a fragment of the World Tree’s essence? How did you extract it from its host?"

The greed exuding from Phaso’s gaze and voice was the straw that broke what trust the Hordes had left in him.

"How do you know what that thing is, Pharo?" Ygri’s voice was so cold that even in his frenzy the infected Horde couldn’t ignore it and turned around.

"Yes, brother." Zarta said. "Explain to us how you learned so many things from the last time we met."

"What things?" Lith asked.

Loma gave him the signal that the Hordes had agreed to help so he started to prepare his spells and the others did the same.

"Before you arrived, Verhen, Phaso was telling us how he had reached enlightenment. About how he had found a way for us Hordes to reproduce if we become something similar to what you call a male." Shen said.

"We were discussing the merits and risks of such an idea when we perceived your presence."

"Tell them how you know, Phaso, or I will." Lith spoke with such confidence that Feela, Lotho, Zoreth, and Aalejah believed him.

’Wait a second!’ They all thought after a while. ’That’s bullshit.’ _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

"Don’t believe him, brothers!" The Horde snarled, feeling cornered. "I wasn’t doing anything wrong. I’m not a thief. I attacked the World Sapling of Qish because they refused to pay me for my services.