The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2054

Chapter 2054: We Lead The Charge

Prime gasped in pain and took several steps back before he fell on one knee, supported only by his black cane.

Serene Ascension had no time to look after his master’s comfort as his mind was spinning at quadrillions of turns every nanosecond as he borrowed the power of the four layers of time to open a path into the depths of Prime’s eyes.

This bloodline of Time had the potential to see the future, the real future, and not even Eos could draw this out of him unless he wanted to take Prime apart, and even then, there was a chance he would not be able to find this power.

Despite all the preparations that were done, this process almost failed as, buried in the center of the eye, a thin red dot emerged that barely existed for such a short moment that if it were not for the impossible perception of a Primordial, no one would have seen it.

In that barest fraction where that thin red dot existed, Serene Ascension collected all the candidates that would embark on this expedition and pushed them into the mark.

"Did it succeed?" Prime groaned, and Serene Ascension was quiet for a while, and then he nodded, "Ah, it worked!"

Prime eyes squinted in suspicion, "What did you mean by that? Did you not repeatedly assure me that your calculations were perfect?"

"My calculations are always perfect, master, but in dealing with matters of the fifth layer, um, it’s more like I make theoretical calculations and not an assured thing, but I promise you, master, the calculations were perfect."

Prime groaned and fell back on his back, closing his second eye so he could focus if any changes began to happen, "You should stop talking now and let me focus on my eye."

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The sky above a dead world opened, and ten thousand beams of light fell from the heavens like meteors. Their descent tore the clouds apart and sent shockwaves travelling for tens of thousands of miles.

Quicker than the blink of an eye, the ten thousand beams of light impacted against the earth with a massive booming sound that should be heard from all corners of this world.

This crash should have raised a lot of dust, but it did not, and the only reason why this did not happen was that this world had experienced so many powerful battles that it had become compressed.

The light that had shielded those who had descended faded, revealing ten thousand Old Ones and three Primordials, but their current state was strange since they were wounded and they were not healing.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of Old Ones began to fall, their essence had been exhausted in such a profound manner that everything about them, down to their soul had been used up. The fact that so many Old Ones were able to make it to this place was due to the intervention of the Primordials, and after arriving there should have been energy or essence in the air for them to draw upon and heal their wounds, but there were none.

The only thing in this world... was death.

The journey through time was not a smooth one; instead, it was as if they were mortals travelling through a world-ending storm that was not made of lightning or rain but of Nexts.

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