The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1979

Chapter 1979: Battle Frenzy

The evolution of the Abomination was different this time; its new body folded inward to compress its mass. The corrupted realities inside of it multiplied exponentially before they were crushed together to form flesh that was so dense that only its foul will was capable of commanding it.

It surrounded its outer body with bone plates reinforced with the screams of the dead, vibrating with eldritch madness. The boyish face that it still kept in this evolution, split open, revealing a vast mouth lined with teeth that were shards of devoured dreams.

It gave a freakish laugh before lunging at Eos and clamping its mouth on Eos’s shoulder.

Its teeth ground into Eos’s prismatic flesh, the enhanced Enoch’s Rot thrice evolved began flooding in like acid. The rot spread instantly, as white veins raced toward his heart, causing his flesh to sag and parasitic arms sprout from his flesh that clawed at his own body.

Pain lanced through him, absolute, intimate; it was as if his own existence was rebelling, and it was one of the most horrifying things he had ever felt.

Eos roared and activated Titan’s Apotheosis, his body swelling grotesquely as Constitution Core spiked, adding more depth to the durability he was gaining from the Tri-Core Sigil, his flesh hardened into layered dimensions, and Eos began to push the rot away.

The bite passed through alternate selves that died screaming in his place, blood spraying from phantom wounds. In a brief moment, ten of his alternate selves died in his place. He twisted, ripping free with a chunk of his own shoulder missing, the rot still lingering and burning like fire.

However, if the Abomination thought that Eos would run, it was wrong. Disregarding the stubborn stain of rot that clung to his shoulder, Eos attacked.

Even though he had not used any of his myriad powers due to their destructive nature, his powerful soul meant that after all the time that had passed, Eos had mastered them to their peak.

He called upon Apocalyptic Onslaught, and a billion arms bloomed behind him like a flower. His Wings of Omniverse were used to channel the power of Godforge Unmade into these arms, transforming them into living cathedrals of screaming portals.

Each portal birthed a strike, which were fists of collapsed dimensions, instantly multiplying his strikes exponentially, all of these fists punched through the Abomination’s shields of bones, crushing and slicing huge chunks of its flesh clean off. Gore sprayed, white blood mixing with golden absence, birthing brief micro-realities that screamed and died.

This move crushed more than seventy percent of the Abomination’s body, and the destruction was racing across its flesh to destroy it entirely when the Abomination reared and reached deep into unknown places, pulling forth echoes of the blighted eras the Luminous had known and feared End. Waves of stillness erupted from the screaming Abomination that simplified everything they touched, turning motion to calm, chaos to order, and they poured over Eos in a frenzy

Eos grunted as he felt his Essence and all the Origin forces he held in his body strained against this unwanted power, causing his body to be locked into rigid simplicity.

Eyes gleaming with fury like a star, Eos finally began to use his Will to battle, channeling the Will of Destruction across his flesh where they detonated, and although they hurt him, they also ate the stillness wave from inside, shattering them into harmless fragments; even the stubborn flame of corruption burning on his shoulder was destroyed.

But the effort cost him, his prismatic skin cracked, leaking bloody light that the Abomination’s mouths lapped up mid-air as it chuckled, but it had learned and did not give Eos the chance to counter it, as it no longer spoke, but attacked.

Its power carries the weight of voluntary surrender that was filled with the taint of despair. The fog rushed across time and space and clung to Eos, seeping into pores, and where it could not find any entrance, it ate through his flesh, making limbs heavy as it imposed another curse of Enoch, making The Flesh-That-Is-Not-Flesh take hold of Eos’s body.

Tiny arms sprouted from his chest, clawing at Eos’s beating heart, and he dismissively sliced them away with Finality Strikes. His Destroyer had been healing from the previous strikes, and now it had evolved once again, stronger and more deadly.

He stabilized the space around his original body with Will of Space Origin, and folded the dimensions around him back into place, but the wave of shattered dimensions clipped his wing, causing a burst of light and feathers to spray out from his wings as a portion of it was lost.

Eos roared and unleashed Realm’s Butcher Onslaught, the Destroyer multiplying into a storm of blades, each carving through the pits of despair that had floated out of the body of the Abomination. The sonic wave shattered, sending endless waves of backlash towards the creature, but the Abomination adapted, body compressing to form a denser core, fused corrupted realities hardening into a shield of white bone veined with stolen time that covered its entire body.

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