The Primordial Record - Chapter 1139

Chapter 1139: Are You Ready To Listen?



The golden giant could barely grunt under the pressure of his bloodline refinement going into overdrive. He closed his eyes in shame and anger as he began figuring out new ways to accelerate his bloodline refinement. Previously everything he did was to get more with less, he had never imagined that he would ever be presented with excesses of these magnitudes. Creating hundreds of techniques in every moment and refining them to find out the best one, he knew that for a short moment, he was out of the battle, but he vowed it would not be for long, no one could hold him down for long.

Lost muttered, "Kids these days, only know how to talk and do not listen. All that talk and you could barely last before the first round began. Your poor, poor wife."

Rubbing his hands together, he cracked them, "Okay, time to show you magic. You should have taken my offer to understand what a real battle is like, but I guess you are someone who learns by doing."

The Lost Flames swiped his hands through the air as if he was shuffling through invisible floating screens, and millions of runes created by white flames appeared in the air and converged to create dozens of semi-transparent screens, grinning Lost began rapidly shifting the runes into a pattern that was clearly a spell formation, not caring one bit about the impending wave of devastation about to hit them.

"My power was meant to be used like this."

Hitting the last rune with a flourish the dozens of screens brightened and Lost slammed his hands down onto the closest screen with a finality as he screamed, "I summon... Me!!!"

From the dozens of screens, tiny white flames began to emerge, and in a short while three dozen tongues of white flames emerged from the screens, in the short distance, the billions of ships that had been rearranging their formations even as their weapons were charging, finally reaching a minimum safety threshold released all their firepower onto a central location.

Grinning like a demented pixie, Lost pointed to the dozens of white flames and they took his form, half of them were frowning, and the others smiling, holding these two expressions they spread out and surrounded Lost and the golden giant in the center, their formation taking the shape of a sphere,

"The Creator now has a soul, you stupid fuckers, do you know what that means for me?..."

Everyone in the entirety of Doom Star felt it, and it was visible even outside Doom Star, a realm that was famous for keeping its secrets.

This explosion was seen by a woman in green who sat under a small tree, and by her side was a twelve-foot tall man with long white hair and a braided beard of equal length that almost reached his waist, with his eyes that were entirely white as if he was blind.

"After nearly a million years, he had begun to make a move. Daughter, if I had not known his pedigree before he entered that forsaken realm, I would have doubted him."

"Be quiet Old Man, we are not alone. Ready yourself, if he would fall into the hands of others, then it would not matter how long it takes me, once I am done with all those that stood against my Will, I shall come for you old man, and you shall beg for death."

"You are so cute when you are angry, daughter of mine, but you should know, given all of eternity, you cannot match me, and I am almost tempted to fail to see what heights you might reach. Of all my offspring, you are the one I least understand."

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The explosion took a while before it subsided but before it did the Golden giant was able to process the entirety of the Ascendant Aura he had swallowed and he had unexpectedly skipped the sixth point of his star and fully stepped into the seventh, the highest a golden giant could reach.

Not even observing the great changes that had happened inside his body, he looked around himself dumbstruck and then at the little chubby boy whose hands were folded behind his back and was wearing an annoying smirk on his face.

The golden giant gasped, "How did you... do something like this?"

"Now, do you regret not listening to me?" Lost cracked his neck, "Of course this rather an easy thing to do, and if you think this is what I referred to as the incoming danger, then you are sorely mistaken. Let the fires fade and see the true face of our enemy."