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“Really?” Leonard asked, sensing the presence behind him.
“Yeah! Most of the Green Dragon Knights probably know about it,” she replied.
“Then I’d like to hear it. If the creatures possessed by the Spriggans can’t even reproduce, how are there still so many of them? Even if the Spriggan itself is unharmed, once the vessel is destroyed, the Spriggan shouldn’t be able to use it again, right?”
It was a reasonable question.
Spriggans, beings distorted by the venom of Nidhogg, were ancient spirits detached from the hierarchy of the Spirit Realm. Due to their nature, the Spriggans required a living host to inhabit. Since they were neither fully alive nor dead, they weren’t even classified as undead.
They were a paradox—both part of the natural order and yet rejected by it. They couldn’t exist for even a moment if they ventured outside Yggdrasil’s territory. These grotesque creatures, the Spriggans, were true anomalies.
From humanity’s perspective, the only way to neutralize them was to either shrink the territory of the World Tree Yggdrasil or destroy their vessels.
“You’re right. The Spriggans’ regenerative ability is like patching up an old rag, again and again, barely keeping the body functional. If that becomes impossible, they abandon the body and escape.”
“So, if it’s just a missing limb or two, the Spriggans can replace them, but if most of the body is destroyed, they can’t sustain it anymore?”
“You’re close. The rank of the...
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