Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82 

Nyx quickly took a few steps closer to the Divine Tree 

The last time they met, the Divine Tree’s power had been so weak that even communication seemed difficult–it was almost like a normal tree. But now, its power seemed to have recovered a lot. 

The thick trunk and its sprawling branches, which blocked the sky, were surrounded by a faint halo of light from top to 

bottom. 

“I’m here,” Nyx sighed lightly, wrapping her arms around the Divine Tree, feeling waves of joy coming from it. 

She blinked and, with a thought, summoned her Soul Form. The little sapling immediately moved towards the Divine Tree, curling a tender leaf like a finger, poking at the Divine Tree’s thick trunk. 

Though it was an intangible Soul Form, the Divine Tree was no ordinary tree and could naturally feel the sapling’s touch. In an instant, all the branches rustled continuously, and the Divine Tree laughed. 

“My Soul Form, has it grown a bit?” Nyx asked the Divine Tree. 

Not only had it grown after absorbing the black mist, but after saving Xivar today, the sapling had grown a bit more. 

The Divine Tree lovingly stroked the sapling. “Yes, it has grown. As you grow, it will grow. The Divine Tree’s tone was gentle and full of pride. 

Nyx was its child, carrying part of its divine character, and as she protected more Beastmen, the divine character would gradually merge with her. 

“How much it will grow in the future depends on your fate.” Suddenly, the Divine Tree extended one of its softest branches and touched Nyx’s chest. 

wine chiver. 

The collar opened a small gap, and Nyx, unprepared, felt a cold touch that made her shiver, instinctively reaching out to grab the branch. 

“Crack,” came a faint sound. Looking down in surprise, she found that the branch had actually broken off, falling into her hand. 

Nyx was startled. The Divine Tree’s power has clearly increased, but how has the branch become so fragile? she wondered. She hadn’t pulled it with much force, and yet it broke. 

“Don’t be afraid, Nyx.” The Divine Tree sensed her panic and comforted. “This is a gift for you. 

As if in response to the Divine Tree’s words, the branch moved on its own, slowly coiling around Nyx’s wrist, affectionately rubbing against her. 

To Nyx’s astonishment, it suddenly shrank in size, from a long branch to the size of a palm, and then transformed into a tattoo–like mark, imprinting itself on her chest. 

The Divine Tree, satisfied, said, “It will protect you.” 

Gods didn’t interfere with an individual’s life or death, but for their children, gods couldn’t help but show some favoritism. blows. This was the amulet 

If Nyx were ever in a life–threatening situation, the Divine Tree could block one of those deadly now some i 

the Divine Tree gave to Nyx. 

Nyx was stunned, unable to resist touching her chest. She looked up at the Divine Tree, her worry evident. “You’ve just 

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regained some strength. You shouldn’t waste it like this.” 

After giving away this branch, the Divine Tree’s power had noticeably weakened, almost returning to the level it was at the last time they met. 

“Hurry, take 

it back,” she frowned and urged the Divine Tree. But the Divine Tree refused. 

“This part of the power originally comes from you, the Divine Tree reassured Nyx, then extended several branches to lift her to a higher position. 

Suddenly, her feet left the ground. Nyx gripped the tree branch tightly, unable to stop herself from closing her eyes, gasping 

“Don’t be afraid, Divine Tree held her steady. 

Trusting Divine Tree, Nyx quickly calmed herself and bravely opened her eyes. Her view rose, overlooking the land below. She saw people leaving the outer edges of Holy Ground, while new ones continuously streamed in. 

“Nyx, you have brought me much faith power.” Divine Tree embraced Nyx tightly. A deity that had been gradually forgotten was now like a withered tree coming back to life, welcoming new followers. 

At Crimson Sands, the sunset was golden, spilling across the windowpane belonging to the leader. Jaws narrowed his eyes. his long fingers tapping the table, staring at the photo on the holographic screen. His expression darkened. The photo was taken outside Holy Ground. 

The canyon 

wind blew fiercely, her hair a mess, Nyx holding up her skirt, about to jump off the aircraft. Her skin was so white it seemed to glow, like a goddess descending to earth. And around her were the devoted followers, kneeling before 

her. 

He stared at the photo for a long time, then raised his hand, his knuckles gently stroking the photo, his fingers caressing Nyx’s face. He gave a mysterious chuckle. 

“Beast God Messenger,” he repeated slowly, savoring the words. It was indeed a fitting title for an SSS–level female. 

Unfortunately, the Beast God didn’t exist. And this beautiful, fragile little thing was nothing but an experimental subject who had luckily survived. She was no “Beast God Messenger 

He casually turned off the Intelligent Brain and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes. Soon, a faint sound reached his ears. Slowly opening his eyes, Jaws turned his head and made eye contact with the figure appearing not far away. He smiled slightly, “You’re here? Black Mamba.” 

Kian was wearing black gear. He looked travel–worn, still carrying the faint scent of blood. He nodded calmly. “I heard you 

wanted to see me.” 

After the mission, pressed for time, he hadn’t even had a chance to rest before rushing over. 

Jaws smiled and gestured to the chair. “Sit. How did the mission go? Was it smooth? The next task I have for you is to reunite with your female. How does that sound?” 

Before he finished speaking. Kian’s hand immediately went to his weapon. His expression remained calm, but a cold killing intent appeared in his eyes. 

He couldn’t defeat Jaws, who was an SS–level male, but if he could drag Jaws down with him, he had at least a seventy percent chance of succeeding.