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Chapter 175: Retribution

Edited to make null-water/Core interaction a little clearer.

The ground was shaking again, a constant reminder that something was going on below their feet. A few of...

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Chapter 174: Those Who Came Before


My scale-flesh quivered in anticipation. My mouth watered in the overwhelming need to taste the Lesser Core on my tongue. The urge had been growing for a while now, only cast aside due t...

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Chapter 173: The Snake And The Shadow Gem


The gem flickered again as The Grateful One reached for it, shadowy tendrils stretching outwards from the cracks in its facade. Just as before, it transformed everything in reach - even ...

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Chapter 172: The Long Way ‘Round

This chapter ended up being ~2x as long as normal, but I'm sure you guys are probably fine with that.

I knew that, despite all of its inherent inferiority, the Lesser Core wo...

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Chapter 171: A Duel Of Idiots


Doran’s gaze held steady, staring out into the mist. A few of the others stepped through his vision, their skeletal figures wraithlike and waiflike, battered by the effects of slow sta...

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Chapter 170: Kill Them All


Needle’s message - whatever it had been - had sent a spike of [worry] through the nearest [Little Guardian’s Totem]s, eliciting a ...

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Chapter 169: Sharp As An Arrow Can Be


Previously…

Kala stumbled as the ground beneath her feet rocked, groaning with a sound that she was sure would be found again in her dreams. Fighting the urge to do so a...

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Chapter 168: The Lesser Core’s Lair


Motes of spore-flesh drifted by, as thick as ever, forming images in passing. Writhing figures of darkness and bits of reflected light, disappearing and reappearing in a disorienting cas...

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Chapter 167: A Show Of Faith


Will kneeled, offering his hand in acceptance. I took what was offered, slithering upward. The thought-light flickered as if to mark the moment’s importance, flaring as another drop of...

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Chapter 166: Answering Silence

First things first, though. My body was still in terrible shape; without my spore-roots to hold it together, I wasn’t even sure that I could move at all. My many shattered ribs, free from the bin...

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Chapter 165: In Need Of Defense


As painful as it was, I wasn’t able to heal myself yet.

Will’s frozen body needed to be dealt with before anything else; with my slow-venom having run dry and my body horribly ...

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Chapter 164: A Body, Broken


For once, I was glad that my body’s movements were a step removed from my own control - beyond the protection that it provided from the Lesser Core’s corrupting influence, that is. W...

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Chapter 163: The Shield And The Snake


With the stolen disciple’s [Little Guardian’s Totem] still hanging around his neck, he had been easy to track. It was a little less easy to communi...

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Chapter 162: A Shield In The Snow


My jaws opened wide, eager to usher in yet another satisfying mouthful. The soft-flesh tore underneath my fangs, two lines tracing their way down its surface as the newest offering found...

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Chapter 161: Starting The Path


“What’s going on with the little guy’s scales, anyway? They look different,” the male disciple said, pointing at my scales and peering closer. I preened, knowing that he was admi...

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Chapter 160: Broken And Healed


Level 1 Little Puppeteer Consumed.

Transferred to Core.

Progress Towards Next Upgrade: 6/20.

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Chapter 159: Clearing The Air


Elara noticed the effect of the Little Guardian’s efforts immediately. While some might have been forced to wait longer as the magical liquid seeped through muscle and bone, Elara’s ...

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Chapter 158: An Imperfect World


It was weird, having to send out a thought-hiss in order to actually hiss. Still, I did it. In a fight, there were certain things that were necessary. Taunting was among them. I...

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Chapter 157: The Stolen Spear


A thought-hiss pulled my head up, allowing me to take note of the mists around me unhindered for what felt like the first time since we had fallen from the bridge. Every so often, a clus...

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Chapter 156: Strength and Spores


Elara’s feet stepped through the mist, pushing it aside in tiny swirls. Her back was straight, her eyes focused. To any outside eyes, she would have looked confident.

She was...

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Chapter 155: Healing And Enhancement


I held my breath for as long as I could, but it was never a fight that I was going to win. I needed to breathe eventually; it was that or die. I chose to live.

Air filled my lungs,...

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Chapter 154: The Fall


Valera could hear Rowan swearing under his breath as he tried to hold onto the steadily-collapsing bridge. It swayed underneath him, nearly sending the man tumbling as it seemed to buck ...

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Chapter 153: Moving Down


“This tower looks to be as close as we’re going to get,” Will said, making noises at the other Coreless. A few careful bites from their fangs had sliced apart the vines around us, ...

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Chapter 152: Bridging The Distance


In the upper floors of the first tower-nest that I had converted for the Great Core, my Coreless weaved past vines and branches and roots of blue and gold, slipping between the gaps with...

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Chapter 151: The Strength Of A Stare


The Coreless were still making noises at each other, though some of the turmoil in their emotions had begun to settle, stilled by something that the-female-who-was-not-Needle had said. D...

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Chapter 150: A Proper Reward


“What about the food supply?” Rowan asked. “That problem won’t just go away; things may have begun to settle now, but it’s possible that we’ll eventually run out of money. Su...

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Chapter 149: Filling The Senses


The return trip took a little longer than the initial departure; before, I had been rushing, desperate to cross the black-water and seek vengeance against Tiamat before she could gather ...

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TGCP Chapter 148: Winged Flight, Winged Fight

My mind buzzed, filled with thought-hiss after thought-hiss as I led the assault on Tiamat’s creations. One thought-hiss commanded the [Little Guardian’s Totem] bearer...

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TGCP Chapter 147: Taking Flight


Wings buzzed and droned around me, freed from their prisons of roots and vines. A thought-hiss brought them to a halt, the former bad-things finding perches on the branches above. Rottin...

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TGCP Chapter 146: Rot and Redemption


The bad-thing twitched its broken wings, frantically trying to escape. The spores, still growing steadily from the cracks in its flesh, pulled back. Broken wings all but stilled, only th...

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