694 The Mole!

The moment he finished, he was met with a deafening silence inside the Royal Tree's root...This silence lasted for a full ten seconds, before the gate was opened up a little.

Maganda Chief pushed the gate fully and stepped inside. What he found was a small cozy room that had only one object.

A silver shimmering medicine pod that was filled with a green liquid. Within the liquid a scrawny and bony old man was floating peacefully.

He had thin wings that were completely ripped off their feathers.

Anyone seeing his appearance would not be able to guess that he was a Origin Bloodliner and the true Chief of the Maganda Tribe.

'Here I was thinking that you finally have brought some good news related to the Organization.'

Without opening his eyes or moving an inch, High Chieftain spoke telepathically with the Chief.