Supreme Magus novel Chapter 812

Chapter 812 Laruel“s Secret Part 2

"He’s a traitor of our race. He traded the gifts of life for those of death. His corpse has no place in our sacred ground. Only fire can purify his remains and by turning him into ashes, his spirit will be cleansed of undeath and be able to start anew once he blooms again." A Treantling said.

Friya snapped her fingers and the dried willow was soon turned into ashes and carried away by the wind. Once killed, a thrall would lose all the vigor that their blood core granted them and their body would revert to the shriveled state that constantly feeding their master inflicted upon them.

"I must say, I would’ve never expected for a human woman to be so strong and powerful. Watching you killing a filthy Grendel was... exciting." A male Dryad wearing nothing but a smile and sporting a six abs pack you could grate cheese on said while grabbing Phloria’s hip.

"I was hoping you could show me some more of your moves, if you have the time." The Dryad was beyond handsome and tall enough to look her in the eye. Yet Phloria just grabbed his wrist before he could go any further and just said:

"Thanks, but no. I’m on a mission and I’ve no idea who I can trust. There could be another like him hidden among you."

At her words, all plant folks looked at each other with eyes full of suspicion, at least until Lith patted each one of them pretending to be using a diagnostic spell.

"You’re all clean, there are no more thralls here. You can stop doubting each other and maybe you could help us." Lith said. "Have you noticed..."

He was cut short when the female Thorn hugged him from behind, squeezing her full breasts against his back. Her form was now perfectly compressed, making her look just like a human woman with emerald skin and blonde hair.

Every part of her body was soft and warm. Her touch was a sensual caress.

"I don’t feel too well. Probably it’s because I’ve partially merged with that scum. I think I need a more throughout examination." She said.

"No, you don’t." Lith replied while pushing her gently but firmly away. He was tired of those shenanigans.

’Damn! Plant folks are utterly insane, they really don’t care about anything but power. One minute ago, she wanted to beat me up, now she wants to eat me up. I wouldn’t trust them even if I was still single.’ He thought.

"We’re looking for Erlik’s last known headquarters." All the plant folks pointed at the most withered tree-house, just a few meters from them. Lith was relieved to notice that both the Dryad and the Thorn didn’t seem angry for being rejected, just disappointed.

"Have you noticed anything or anyone suspicious around here?" He asked, receiving so many answers at once that he had to interrogate them one at a time. It turned out that plant folks were paranoid enough to be in Lith’s league.

Not only did they point fingers at each other, but also to everyone living in the neighborhood.

"Okay, forget about it. Do you have any idea why even the neighboring houses are partly withered?" Lith was repeating the questions that Kalla was whispering in his ear with a spell.

The enthusiasm for the battle had momentarily made the plant folk forget about her existence and she wanted to exploit the situation as long as she could. The moment they noticed her again, best-case scenario, the plant folks would refuse to help.

Worst case scenario, Kalla would have to fight again.

"No clue, but we found it ominous as well and reported it to the guards. Yet not even them found a decent explanation." A male Thorn said. "We thought that it was due to some infected feeding upon them or because Erlik and his minions had poisoned the ground, but it’s not the case.