The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1958

Chapter 1958: Dance For Your Food

Eos stood, sword point lowered, as he seemed to be waiting for the Abomination to reach for the realm he was protecting. In many ways, this would be the first time he was going to be fighting with his main body, and for him to be fighting existence, ultimate evil was not surprising, given the life he had lived.

Multiple childish faces of the Abomination had their tongue out as if in deep concentration, while other faces watched Eos closely as its arm was slowly reaching across to grab Rowan. There was a teasing and playful look in all the faces of the children, as if the Abomination wanted to play a game of tag with Eos.

Without any warning, the Abomination growled, and the arm that had been inching forward extended rapidly, as the single arm inflated as billions of reaching arms like maggots bursting out of dead flesh surged from it.

A purple cube that contained the Road of Eternity alongside Rowan and all the New Primordials had been placed in front of Eos, and this was the target of the arm of the Abomination.

The sight was both horrifying and mind-bending, but the gaze of Eos, who was looking at everything, was calm. And then he moved, his motions echoing that of the Abomination in such a smooth manner that it was almost as if he had become its shadow.

The Destroyer rose in a single, unhurried arc, and the blade passed through the arm of the Abomination without resistance. Eos’ body was following the blade, and so the motion carried him behind the Abomination.

For a moment, because the cut had been made so smoothly and swiftly, nothing seemed to have happened, and the arm was still reaching for the purple cube when it detached from the Abomination’s body. The billions of arms and faces on hand seemed to be surprised, and then the light of life left their eyes, and the entire arm dissolved into golden ash that drifted upwards, transforming into the roots that would grow into new Realities.

The Abomination paused. For the first time since its birth at the Cradle of Enoch, uncertainty flickered in a billion eyes.

Eos turned his head to regard the Abomination, and his calm, almost gentle voice spoke,

"I don’t know how much of Enoch’s essence you have inside, but I see that you want the piece of him I carry."

He tapped the flat of the blade against the stone that had appeared behind him, and then he sat on it as if it were a throne, and for Eos, there was no material in existence that was more worthy to bear his weight.

"You can have him." He smiled. The smile was Rowan’s. Fierce and proud and filled with a deep touch of equal sorrow and grace, "After you earn it. Now, dance for your food."

The Abomination screamed with every mouth, but something seemed to hold it back from attacking Eos; instead, it focused on the purple cube and surged towards it. Eos’ eyes lit up. As expected, the true target of Enoch was Rowan, and he would do anything to stop him from reaching the ninth-dimensional level, even if it placed the Abomination at a disadvantage.

The Abomination’s body folded like a gigantic serpent and surged towards the cube, its motion created a vast Reality of burning flesh and bleeding sky, as this domain that was more real than many Realities and stretching for distances the eyes could never see enclosed both Eos and the purple cube.

Eos looked around in astonishment and caution. It was amazing to see corruption that was closer to death’s essence being wielded in a manner that still brought life and purpose to an insane mind. This place, he thought, was a stomach that was made to digest life.

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