My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash and Hera) novel Chapter 2083

In the Southern Territory, nestled within a secluded forest was a structure resembling a fortress.

Inside, Mosley yawned as he stared at a computer screen, seemingly researching something. At that moment, Zaafea and the Woodrow brothers entered. Shane approached the screen and then turned to the drowsy Mosley.

"So, did you find anything?" Shane asked.

Mosley shook his head.

Shane then looked at Zaafea, voicing his concern, "I'm afraid the East Warden might already be in the Northern Territory. Are we wasting our time with this search?"

Zaafea nodded, responding indifferently, "Yes, there's a 99% chance this is futile."

"But if..." Shane's voice trailed off, his face showing signs of sweat while his brows furrowed with anxiety. "If this continues, the Northern Territory will fall!"

Zaafea said nonchalantly, "There's nothing we can do. If it falls, it falls. It's practically a done deal."

"But if the Northern Territory falls..." Shane was frustrated with Zaafea's detached attitude but did not know what more to say.

Zaafea said lazily from a nearby chair, "Relax, kid. Your efforts aren't entirely pointless. Get moving. Standing there frowning is the real waste of time."

"But... We..."

Mosley drank from a beverage on the table, his eyes never leaving the numerous files he was scrolling through.

Shane remained silent and continued searching while Zaafea leisurely sipped his drink.

"This is too sweet, Mosley. Be careful, drinking too much of this can be bad for your kidneys."

"Diloth, his body is yours now."

As Zirconia spoke, a sinister black mist shot out and enveloped Clint.

Suddenly, Zirconia sensed something amiss. Within the energy that had been absorbed, there seemed to be something peculiar.

He expelled the black energy and discovered it contained a fragment of Clint's spirit.

That fragment quickly began to fight for control over Zirconia's body.

"This... can't be! A mere mortal! Get out of me!" Zirconia's power began to leak uncontrollably.

He started to age rapidly, die, and be reborn, repeating this cycle endlessly.