My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 2680

Fogort remained seated across from the madwoman. He found himself unable to withstand her presence, especially since he noticed she was using true energy in an attempt to control him.

However, her method of control felt peculiar; it seemed less like direct control and more like surveillance. During their conversation, Fogort distinctly sensed that she was scrutinizing him thoroughly, even delving into the organs within his body.

Feeling somewhat impatient, he said, "Enough with the nonsense. Just tell me what you want, you brat."

The woman finally introduced herself, "What do you keep calling me a brat? I have a name. It's Tamsine Hurley. I don't actually have any ill intentions; I merely want to greet you and get to know you."

Fogort scoffed. "Get to know me? You almost took my life!"

"I knew you'd easily handle those problems. After all, you're the rightful heir," she replied with a grin.

Fogort laughed. "So, you're interested in my ritualistic weapon? Let me be blunt—even if I die, you won't get your hands on the ritualistic weapon!"

At that moment, Tamsine could not help but burst into laughter at Fogort's serious demeanor. "Haha, you're quite amusing! I enjoy chatting with someone like you."

"What do you really want?" Fogort asked, still on guard.

Suddenly, Tamsine conjured a swirling red core in her hand. "I believe you've misunderstood my intentions," she said.

In an instant, Fogort felt a surge of agitation within his body. "What is this… This is one of the Six Ritualistic Weapons, the Heaven-Destroyer Magma!"

He harbored a deep dislike for this woman.

At that moment, the woman clapped her hands. "Alright, you want to know my purpose? I'll tell you. I want to cultivate a brand new human emperor."

Fogort could not believe what he was hearing. "Cultivate? What do you mean?"

"Every word I speak from now on comes from the heart. You can choose to believe me or not. In the eyes of ordinary people, my plan is indeed a joke," Tamsine explained.

Fogort remained silent as Tamsine continued speaking, "You're well aware, aren't you? Two years from now, the gods will awaken. We need a leader, a leader who possesses all the ritualistic weapons."