Chapter 298 Darker Goals

Mammon's demeanor shifted to one of grave importance. He straightened his suit jacket, letting his voice drop to a conspiratorial tone. "Our arcane radars have picked up something unprecedented." The Briar patriarch raised an eyebrow. "The arcane radars have been silent for a century. What triggered them all of a sudden?" His nephew smiled a thin smile. "The signatures of a rare life-form. Without doubt, a god-human hybrid has manifested on Earth. It's young, a fledgling, but the power readings are off the charts. A being of divine and mortal blood." Lazarus's eyes widened, and his expression struggled between shock and greed. The whip dropped from his grip. "A hybrid? I thought the gods could not procreate with humans! This is impossible! The things we could do…" "We could dissect that thing, extract its essence, weave it into our spells. We could bring the gods to their knees! Nephew! This is good news! We must capture the hybrid at once. This could be the key to crushing Tyler Grant