Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3974

Chapter 3974: Failed Experiment (Part 1)

"A fair ruler?" Baba Yaga scoffed. "The last time I checked, being fair was the least desirable trait for the High General of the Night Court. Only the most merciless and bloodthirsty among my children espouse the deranged ideology of my wayward daughter and join your Court."

"If you despise us so much, why didn’t you step forward millennia ago when the Night Court was founded and do something about it?" Cyrra said, hating herself for talking like a petulant little girl.

She wanted to argue and criticize Baba Yaga. To show her what the Night Court was capable of achieving even at its lowest point in its history, yet both her physical and mental strength had left her body.

Meeting the Red Mother’s gaze and talking loud enough to be heard was the best Cyrra could do.

"To what end?" Baba Yaga replied. "The Night Court serves my goals as it is. It gives all those like you a place where you can lump together and tear each other apart while leaving the rest of us alone.

"Your mortality rate is the highest, and entire undead bloodlines I regretted creating went extinct after joining your ranks. The Night Court is the perfect trash can of the undead society as I envision it. Isolated, short-lived, and self-cleaning."

The Banshee had no blood flow and her skin was as pale as snow, but at those words, she became even paler. The other members of the Night Court in the room couldn’t help but replay the story of their lives in their minds and realize that the Red Mother was right.

Her aura lifted the veil of arrogance and self-importance that the undead of the Night Court normally used as justification for their cruel actions, and her words shoved the raw, unfiltered truth right under their noses.

The stench of it was so revolting that most of them would have pucked, if only they were still physiologically capable of doing it. The members of the Night Court lowered their eyes in shame, and some even started to weep in silence.

Being told by their creator that she considered them a failed experiment and that she cared nothing for them was too much even for centuries-old monsters.

"What about my Dawn Court, then?" Bhaz’s brain begged him to shut up, warning him that he would regret opening his mouth. "What about the Dusk Court?"

’I’d rather regret asking her than hide in willful ignorance.’ He thought. ’This is probably the only chance I’ll ever have to speak with the Red Mother. Her words may be harsh, but if there’s a lesson that I can learn from them, I’m not going to miss it just to coddle my ego.’

"You?" Baba Yaga blinked a few times before stabbing the Blood Warlock in his heart with a powerful enchanted knife. "I dislike the Dawn Court the least."

Bahz would have been proud of those words if not for the pain and shock. The blade pierced through his armor and immortal flesh like paper, tearing a hole in the weak spot of any Blood Warlock.

All undead races had one or more weak spots, and once even one of them was damaged, they would die as easily as a mortal.

Bhaz screamed in surprise as he searched in Baba Yaga’s expression an answer for her sudden betrayal.

’Why go through so much trouble just to kill-’ His scream went on and on, under the annoyed gaze of the Red Mother and the ill-repressed hilarity of his subjects.

Cyrra, however, didn’t hesitate to laugh in his face. It made her feel better about herself after she and her Court had suffered the humiliation of a lifetime.

"I’m not dead!" The Blood Warlock patted his chest, discovering that his flesh had healed faster than his armor.

’That was my question.’ Bhaz thought. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

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