The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2131

Chapter 2131: You Are Running Out of Room To Run

The explosion of force after the death of Memory had destroyed the Hollow, and the space that was left behind was a chaotic mash of dimensional space highlighted by the massive glowing scales of the Origin Ouroboros.

Without the Ouroboros Serpents blocking this space from the entirety of Existence, then the death of Memory should have sent ripples that would cause changes that not even Eos would have expected, but he knew that this control he had over the battle would not last forever.

Before the Hollow was sealed by his Origin Ouroboros, the Ancient Primordials had sent an alert to all of their armies, and they would be descending on the Origin Realms soon. He could not do anything to stop them because he had a greater battle here that would greatly decide the path of this conflict.

At the moment, more of his Incarnations were reaching the ninth-dimensional level as the previous Ancient Origin Force inside the pages of the Primordial Record was crushed. Eos did not need to use his hands to crush the Origin Force from the Primordial Record; he only did that to emphasise what he was about to do and draw the attention of the Ancient Primordials.

His children were in danger, the entirety of Existence was at stake, and at the moment, the only thing Eos knew he should be doing was throwing a punch with everything he had.

The punch thrown with the power of Truth that gave certainty to the contradiction that was Primordial Chaos landed on the face of the Primordial.

Primordial Chaos screamed, his face transforming into that of an ancient man with rotten teeth on the verge of death, and because the Ancient Primordials were larger than Realities, the face was a thing of horror.

Eos’s fist, by landing, had defined the space it occupied. He had made that space real and given it limits, and that space was Eldrithor’s face.

The look of horror and realization on the face of Primordial Chaos was priceless. Hundreds of millions of years ago, Eos had done something similar to his Incarnation inside Eosah’s Reality, and the sting of that moment had not truly left his heart, creating a heart demon that had plagued Eldrithor all of these years.

One of the reasons he had leapt forward when he saw Eos in a vulnerable state was because of this fear in his heart that needed to be settled, else he would not be able to move under the oppression emerging from Eos’s new body.

"You can’t...you CAN’T—" Primordial Chaos howled, his form solidifying around Eos’s fist. "I am CHAOS! I am the UNDEFINED! I am the—"

"You’re here," Eos growled. "And ’here’ is a place. And places have rules. Or have you forgotten so soon the promise I made to your Incarnation as I pursued him across Oblivion? Let me remind you again."

He pulled his fist back and punched again.

And again...

And again...

The shockwaves of Primordial Chaos madness had pushed back and held back the rest of his siblings, but it would not hold them back for long, especially as he was now being assaulted.

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