Chapter 388
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The Cave of Kothom, the High Priest of the Lamphere faction.
-Horrorock…
Kotom, the master of the cave, was currently resting with his eyes closed.
-I can’t wait to finish.
Kotom muttered as he rested. The war was on, and he couldn’t wait to end it.
-If it weren’t for the girls…
Kotom recalled the powers that controlled the center, north, east, and west of the lake.
-We should have wiped out the walruses and taken over the south by now.
If it weren’t for them, the war would have been over long ago. The difference in power between Deren and Lamphere was staggering.
-…hmm?
That’s when Kotom, who had been thinking about the forces in the lake with his eyes closed, opened them. Surprise and bewilderment danced in his pupils as he opened his eyes.
Sigh
-Disconnected?
Kotom raised the fifth of his eight legs and scratched his head, muttering to himself. As the High Chancellor, Kotom was connected to the centurions under him. But now that connection was breaking. Disconnection could mean only one thing: the death of the centurions.
-This fast?
It was also disconnecting at an alarming rate. It was clear something was wrong.
Sigh
Scratching his head, Kotom quickly raised his fourth leg and waved it, and a massive magic circle appeared beneath him.
-Horrorock… Who is this?
Siaak
Kotom warped to the area where the centurions had died, wondering who was killing them at such a rapid rate.
Swoosh swoosh
Arriving at his destination via warp, Kotom turned and quickly scanned his surroundings, and soon spotted the massive seahorse ahead of him.
