The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2150

Chapter 2150: The Book, The Cube, And The Blade

Primordial Light spread out his radiance, enveloping the three thousand Incarnations left, and he blasted into the distance, tearing past infinities as if they were still points on a map.

They were leaving many of their brethren behind, but this was not a reason to despair. Each of the Incarnation here knew the reason for their birth, and it was not to live for long, but to shine as brightly as possible before they died.

All of them were born to fall, but the manner by which they were to fall was not to be random, but must be one of purpose. All of them were part of Eos, and yet still distinct, and that was what made their sacrifices both noble and horrifying at the same time.

Perhaps there would be one Incarnation that would refuse the fate of death and choose to walk their own path. The possibility was always there as Eos had not locked down the consciousness of any Incarnation, but for now, not a single one had chosen to take a step back.

The host of Incarnation pushed through the eternal tower, carried by the radiance of Primordial Light. Twenty percent of his body was gone, and it was only a matter of time before all of him was gone.

In this short moment, all of the Incarnations were focused on finding ways to extend the life of Primordial Light, since they were no longer pushing through the tower and were essentially being carried.

Luminous Silence, on the other hand, has now fully realized the reason Eos was taken as a source of great danger by the Temple of End and Lumen.

He had been in the Origin Realms for a hundred million years, and a faint sense of disdain was beginning to grow inside his heart at the way this realm was being operated by Eos.

To him, Eos had been very lucky when one of his Incarnations had reached the fifth level of space and created a spectacular realm like the Origin Realm, and yet after this great advantage, what did Eos do with it? He squandered it!

The potential for the Origin Realms was endless, and if Eos had made it into a machine of war, where everything was dedicated to the expansion and growth of power, then there should have been millions of Primordials born here instead of thousands.

With the war coming, it was madness that Eos had been focusing on giving the lifeform inside here peace and prosperity. It was as if he knew he was going to lose, and so in the short time that he had left, he wanted to give his followers comfort, how foolish.

What angered Luminious Silence even more than the soft method Eos used on the inhabitant was Eos’s lackadaisical approach to cultivation.

The Luminious had existed for eternities beyond counting, and they had partaken in countless experiments over these eternities, pursuing mad projects and whatever whims that they desired. They had created miracles and monstrosities, and some of their creation had been so terrifying that they were either destroyed or suppressed before their full potential could be reached.

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