The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2139

Chapter 2139: The Chains of End

A Necroflore, one of the corrupted children of Vorthas, the Primordial of life, roared in anguish as its body, which was a mixture of trees and flesh, fell under the bombardments of hundreds of Primordials.

Its vast branches that resembled interlocking arms trembled as large pieces of it were shattered under a rain of light so sharp they could tear through realities, and its massive eyes opened wide in shock and anger as it was inevitably ground to pieces... its death was particularly painful and horrible when the nature of how a Primordial perceived time and felt pain was placed into the picture.

To an average immortal, it took a few seconds for this Necroflore to perish, but in its perception, it was being butchered over Eons, and all of its physical wounds were a representation of foreign Origin Forces entering its core and stripping it to pieces.

At the moment, the defenders of the Origin Realms were left to the Primordials alone as they blasted every Primordial Abomination that fell through the cracks.

Thousands of Primordial abominations fell in the next few moments, Soulwraiths, Chronophages, Memorivores, Necroflores, all at the Primordial level, were crushed under the weight of the Origin Realms, and the relentless bombardment from the Primordials within, their screams of anguish and anger resounding through space and time.

However, the attacking Primordials of the Origin Realm did not feel any sense of victory from killing so many Primordials due to the fact that a black crystal was growing in the air, absorbing the deaths of all the dead Primordial abominations.

And yet, it was not as if they could stop. While these Primordial-level beings might be weakened, it did not mean they were useless, as they could slaughter any number of Old Ones and lower-dimensional immortals, and except for another Primordial, the most the inhabitants of the Origin Realms would be able to do was to seal them.

Hours passed, and the bombardment continued, and the black crystal was now the size of a moon.

"No, we really cannot continue like this. Do not prioritize killing these beasts; we need to suppress them."

The message rippled across the Primordial defenders, but not all of them stopped attacking. With the present state of the abomination, it did not take a lot to kill them, and a single Primordial could mow down hundreds.

Telmus, who had not made a move all this time, was noting the Primordials who did not stop attacking. While the others were struggling to restrain the Primordial level abominations entering the Origin Realms, about twelve of the Primordials were not doing this.

In fact, they were attacking some of the abominations that were already restrained, and when this weird behaviour was brought to their attention, they argued that the Primordial-level abomination must be killed; leaving them alive meant unknown risks.

On the surface, their arguments made sense, but only thinking a little bit deeper would one realize that feeding this growing black crystal that was filled with the power of End was many times worse than killing these creatures.

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