The Primordial Record novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380 Race To The Top

Mira turned around and stood with him watching the opening doors that were slowly moving to the side, "Nice speech, a bit on the nose though."

Andar smirked, "Well, my mother is a politician, so don't expect anything better."

"you gave the group a name, we did not plan on that, another one of your tactics?" Mira smirked.

"Nah, It seemed right at the time, and I went with my guts."

"Right…" she looked at him disbelieving

Andar bumped her shoulder, "Imagine their faces, when our castle takes all the top spots!"

"Hold your leash tiger, other castles would also form their plans for winning."

"yes they would have, but they don't have you,"

"oh…" her cheeks became stained with a bit of pink.

"Or me… or the LIMIT BREAKERS!!"

The last part, he shouted, and his cries were echoed by the candidates behind him in their neat formation.

Mira rolled her eyes, and Andar smiled at her, "We go fast, and crush everyone in our way."

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There were six Archmages in the Black Federation apart from their leader Erick Black, but the powerful 9th Star Archmage now dwelled permanently in the Magus Supreme World and rarely returned to the federation.

At that level, the material universe had few things that could interest powers like that, they all strive for something greater. Their immortal lives are devoted to answering the hardest questions in existence and chasing the elusive position of the Supreme.

At this time all the Archmages were in an urgent gathering. This meeting was being held with all the Archmages from the seven Great Towers under the Supreme Mage World in attendance, nevertheless, they still sent a projection to oversee this current crop of candidates.

Their figures were just shadows and they watched with mild amusement as the castle gates were opened and the candidates flooded onto the clouds.

Because of how long the Trial Ground had been in existence, there were many rumors and strategies on how to gain the most benefit from it.

So even though largely half of the candidates that came out from their castles were disorganized, the rest clearly had plans on how to maximize their time here.

However, all of these were strategies they had seen a thousand times before, and they would only really start to pay attention when the candidates could reach the area where Legacy Grade Meditation Arts could be found.

Andar took the chance to look up at the skies, which was just open space and the hundreds of multicolored Aether streams jetting above and lighting up the surroundings, his eyes began to track the path of the shooting streams of Aether down to its source, and he was nearly entranced.

By the gods, it was so beautiful.

"Focus Andar, three thousand meters ahead is the sweet spot." Mira bumped him with her shoulders.

"Let's go a bit further, push for another five hundred meters."

"Five hundred? Don't tell me you still want to pursue the Supreme Meditation Art. That is madness Andar."

Andar laughed, "I never did tell you my talent grade, did I?"

Mira's eyes became focused on him, "Don't tell me your talent is Supreme grade, even if it was, it is still useless. You are not the first Supreme grade talent that has tried to reach the hand of the Chained god."

"You're still looking down on my talents again." Andar laughed, "C'mon let's move faster, they are now used to this pace, and even if we are going for the extra five hundred meters we still need to keep to time."

Mira muttered, "Already made the decision, why bother even telling me, don't tell me that your Spirit Body is also at the Supreme Grade as well."

Andar did not reply, and he increased his pace to a flat-out run, Mira matching him and the rest followed. Although they were still mortal, the Awakening of their Spirit matrix had boosted their physique to an extent that made them top athletes.