It was the ritual Leannan had resorted to in the past to replace the old Sovereign.
’What’s the meaning of this?’ Erlik was flabbergasted. ’What about my army?’
’As long as you have me, you don’t need an army.’ The Sapling’s voice was condescending. Even with his long life, Erlik was barely more than a seedling in the tree’s eyes.
’If they die, it means that they weren’t worth the trouble I took in keeping them alive. The same stands for you.’
Erlik inwardly cursed. The Sapling was still a plant folk to the root. Plans and deals didn’t mean anything to it, only power. Leannan had unraveled his plot, predicted his moves, and even managed to hold her ground despite the fact that the Sapling was actively helping him.
In the ancient tree’s eyes, a stalemate under those conditions was as good as a defeat.
’You old fool! You have no idea what you have just done.’ Erlik thought.
Now that the living array sealed him from the outside world, his contingency plan in the case he was captured or gravely wounded sprang into action. The sacks of symbiote he had left inside of the treehouses belonged to a different strain than what he had used to infect the plant folk.
It would take over its host, shaping the treehouse to resemble Erlik and give them part of his abilities.
The moment that the mind link with Erlik was broken, the sacks released their content, turning the treehouses into Draugrlings. The monstrous titans were as tall as a five-storey building and moved to aid their master.
Yet now that the bond with the Sapling was weakened, not even their orders could keep them from sharing the hunger of their maker. With each stride they took, the Draugrlings swung their massive limbs, catching a handful of plant folk that they swallowed whole to fuel their march.
Erlik knew that he had no time to waste. Once the Draugrlings arrived, their priority would be to help their master, even if that meant attacking the Sapling. He could feel the ancient being becoming more and more annoyed at him.
A direct attack was likely to be the last straw that would break their deal.
Erlik went all-out and activated all of the most powerful abilities of his undead race. Not only were Draugr much stronger than their alive counterpart, they could also increase their size at will without it affecting their speed.
Unlike shapeshifting, the extra mass came from the victims that Erlik still stored inside his massive body, temporarily adding their flesh to his own. The transformation even temporarily boosted his blood core since when a Draugr ate, they didn’t just consume the living matter but also the life essence of their victims.
Part of their mana cores was preserved by the necromantic energies animating a Draugr and could be assimilated to enhance their magical abilities. Yet it all came at a price.
The transformation would not only put a heavy strain on the Draugr’s energy reserve like what happened to Grendels, but also on their blood cores. Assimilating foreign energy was akin to mana poisoning.
Even though undead were naturally resistant to it, processing too much energy at once would not damage their bodies but it could break their cores, killing them on the spot.
The Titania managed to dodge the attack, but the Draugr had grown so big that he filled most of the arena the World Saplings had arranged for them. Erlik used the impact of his attack with the ground to lift his lower body and pivot on his knuckles to follow up with a kick from an unpredictable angle. freewebnσvel.cøm
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