Chrysalis

Chapter 1299

[You’ve hinted that there are deep and powerful secrets or whatever. Things that Granin and his fellow worm-enthusiasts don’t want to tell me. Is that a fair statement?]

[A serviceable summation,] the ka’armodo nods. [The followers of Yarrum are more… conservative when it comes to spreading certain truths. Those of my order are known to be more open.]

[Hence the name, I suppose.]

[Yes, the Red Truth, granted to the founder of my cult by the Demon God himself, thousands of years ago during the cataclysm.]

[So… all of the various cults are aware of this secret?]

[To some extent. As I said, some of the cults are more cautious, only sharing the knowledge with a few within the inner circle. It is possible your friend Granin does not even know what I am about to tell you.]

Ancient knowledge that Granin doesn’t possess? I suppose I never even considered the possibility that not all cultists are equally informed. Obviously, I’m going to have to run all of this back past the big rockhead the next time I see him, but for now I’m keen to get some answers, finally.

[Well, I suppose I have two main questions. First, why the heck the Ancients are so keen to get another member of the club. Second, who specifically is responsible for the Call. I want to take a bite out of them.]

The setsulah, Ammon’sil, doesn’t respond well to my casual threats against the Ancients.

[You had best show some res—]

Rassan’tep snorts, and the robed servant freezes on the spot.

I will speak to my setsulah about proper conduct at a

antennae wave

gods to you, right? I probably shouldn’t run my mouth so much. I’m just not all that happy about having the Call

intend to

of a measure of respect. For you to threaten or

him move quickly to ensure all of the tapestries, rugs and jewellery hanging off him are

that only one of them is responsible for applying the Call to promising monsters. That is Odren

Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the

…

Huh. Just like that?

eh? Why do they call him the father

ever spawned within the Dungeon, though nobody else shares that particular belief. Certainly, he is amongst the oldest of

my kind. Unless he’s an

[No.]

Then screw that guy.

magic closely related to the Dungeon itself, turning pure mana into monsters. Using these techniques, he is able to send his awareness spiralling through the Dungeon, using the veins of mana that touch every rock, every pebble and every grain

aware, Odren is the only one to utilise it. To know more, you would have to find members of his cult,

latching onto monsters who are stronger than those around them, or something along those lines. I refuse to believe one monster could process that much information. There are

fairly painless. What about

is dangerous knowledge. Are you sure you

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