The words from the mouths of the Ouroboros Serpent were deep and guttural, and if one was to ever hear a glacier or a mountain speak, then they could infer a small percent of the power and majesty behind that voice.
From the mouth of the Ouroboros Serpents, these words seemed natural, almost as if they were the perfect vehicle for these words of power.
Storm Hammer's body grew closer and closer to the head at the center, and despite the chill that held her in place, the growing fear in her heart still made her whimper, she could not help herself.
The heads of the Ouroboros Serpents pierced through the massive atmospheric storm that suddenly appeared around it due to only its breathing, and from Storm Hammer's estimation, this creature was more than a hundred miles tall.
One massive head fluidly turned towards Storm Hammer while the rest still looked at the heavens, with the size of the beast, there should be no reason it should move this fast. The serpent head looked at her for a moment before dismissively looking away. It was then that Storm Hammer noticed that being this close to the head of the serpent, she was beginning to lose her Core Aura, the last one percent was slipping away from her body and drifting towards the eyes of the serpents, and as darkness slowly closed over her vision, she saw in the distant horizon, a massive cloud of golden fireflies zooming towards the creature, and then as if it was by chance she saw him.
Spread around this continent were three billion of his children, one of his consciousness nodes in his spine rapidly spat out the precise number, 3,004,178,773 Blood Blessed.
"As you are a part of me, your roots also dwell in this world, and it is not right that you should not gain a Natal Treasure. As you all carry me on your backs, so too shall I carry you."
Rowan slowly stretched forth his golden right hand, it was difficult, coupled with the fact that the gold had begun to spread up his neck and unto his head. From his outstretched palm, motes of golden dust began to fall.
Each dust fell for a couple of miles before they shivered and selected a single Blood Blessed and zoomed towards them. Upon arriving at their destination, the dust entered their foreheads and settled around their brain where it liquified and seeped into every cell in their body.
Everybody this happened to collapsed as a massive transformation began to happen inside their bodies. Rowan raised his left hand and more golden dust poured out of it, and below millions of Blood Blessed began to collapse into the dust.
Amazingly there was no panic among those who had not yet received the dust and had not collapsed into a state that an outside observer would think was death, for the collapsed Blood Blessed were not even breathing.
They all had an un-staunching faith in the Primogenitor of their bloodline, knowing that he would do them no harm, and even if he required their lives they would pay, for he had given them the means to fight against their oppressors.
Plus they could feel him in their heart, and they knew without any doubt that they were loved, and anything that he wills for them in their lives would be done according to it.
No Comments Yet
Post a new comment
Register or Login