The Primordial Record - Chapter 1214

Chapter 1214: It Begins



There was silence inside this dimension and then suddenly there was a loud shriek that made all the countless serpents look towards their mother, and then silently, they all began to collapse into tiny chunks as if they had been sliced through by billions of invisible swords, and these chunks of flesh melted into a black sludge, the entire dimension perished, and for a moment the weight of all these death nearly collapsed this space.

In the instances where the concentration of Shahmaran had faltered by what she had seen, her Aura that had been nurturing the countless serpents inside this dimension had killed them all, it did not matter their ranks, the power of the Mother of Poisons could not be denied.

With a groan of frustration, she brought them back to life with a Memory/Mind formation, as she stayed in place and considered everything that had been revealed to her from her sojourn into the realm of Doom Star.

To hide her presence from the Realm's Will she had to cut off any connection with this small portion of herself that she had attached to the Chaos Door for if she had known that this child had done the impossible, then there was no way she would let him go freely.

The words he had spoken rang with new meaning in her mind and she could not help but recall it as she gasped in surprise,

"I am worthy of Chaos because I broke his chains over my bloodline? Now you expect me to go to him of my free will. Why would I want to make such a foolish move, why would I taste freedom and return to my captor and give him a leash?"

There were two fundamental differences between Shamaran, Caine, and the other five true blood of Chaos, it was that, unlike the others, they were able to break past the boundary of their bloodline.

Their potential had been fixed at a lower grade and they had broken past that bloodline lock to begin something greater than what they were. Shahmaran began as a Basilisk and she was not the strongest among their race, her potential fixed at the sixth-dimensional level, but in the war, she was able to break past that bloodline lock and evolved past the ceiling that had been imposed on her by traitorous Primordials who sought to bound the power of Chaos.

Caine had been the first of them to break this bloodline lock, and it was the reason his betrayal stung so much she came to the outside reality because she believed that another true blood of Chaos was to be born when she detected the movements of the great Primordial as he gave out his true blood.

Even though this action was done in the past, a million years ago, it would be foolish to judge the perception of Primordials as normal, for Chaos would only give out his blood to those who could break out of their bloodline lock.

Approaching Rowan, she had expected the normal arrogance of true blood after performing a feat of such magnitude even while he had not yet reached his bloodline limits, but from what the blue snake was feeding her, she could not detect a hint of Chaos Intent inside the body of Rowan.

Shahmaran wanted to believe that perhaps it was the effect of the realm Rowan was inside and the body he was wearing but that could not be the truth. Chaos was a Primordial, his bloodline of supreme, and no matter the body Rowan was wearing, even if it could deceive others, it was not supposed to be able to defeat her.

Her hand hovered over her heart as she debated sending this message to Chaos and then she dropped her hand.

It was Rowan accelerating his conversion, and when his body was now twelve feet tall and streamlined like the carving of a Greek god, Rowan vanished, a bright golden glow could be seen traveling through the golden smoke.

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The Eye of Time had lost close to one percent of its total mass during its movements from the continuous damage by the Ascendant Sun, which was a terrifying number when you consider that the Ascendant Sun had first pegged this act of whittling down the Time Blight in a period of a hundred thousand years at the least.

This enhanced scale of destruction was costly to the Ascendant Sun as the Mind Formation it was unleashing was taking its toll on the Ascendants below, and he knew that in a year or so, he would need to slow down, a host of various calculations was running through his mind when he heard it even before he saw it, and the Kraken below paused, even the entirety of the Time Blight seemed to pause as well as a shiver ran through it.

A golden line cut across the horizon, and the world shook before its presence, as the light of

all of creation seemed to pale before its glory. Rowan no longer hid his light anymore and the world seemed to resound with his voice, as an arcane chant that was ancient before this realm was born announced his true name to the heavens.

"Trrshikrhl Velhyez Ywnmryr...

Eulxhu Thyak...

Xlubrrhhl Vroumor Rehhirk...

Wvryyrl Eerkhar"

"Desolator of Universes...

The Silent Epoch...

The Infinite Soul

Maker of Truth"