The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1106

Chapter 1106: Memories Of Fire (3)

The words of the girl resounded in the hall and the Phoenix on Fury's shoulder quivered in anger, and only the relaxing caress of Fury kept it in place else it would have attacked her already.

"Oh, how bold," Fury smiled as a nine-colored ball of fire was created over his right hand, "I shall test that claim of yours. If you are truly the daughter of the man you claim, then surely you can handle one percent of my power."

The nine-colored flame using Fury's peculiar Aspect came alive, instantly gaining a soul and acquiring the power of a High God, because it was meant to be used as a single attack, its nature and strength had taken a drastic change, and its became a flame carrying the power of Destruction.

Two spots of darkness which were like eyes appeared on the ball of fire and it regarded the only purpose of its existence, the white-haired girl and a jagged scar broke across the face of the flame as it grinned. Just this ability alone would make Fury almost unrivaled across all High gods in the universe.

Without any prompting, the flame was launched from Fury's palm, its passage through the air created a tunnel in space as it shattered reality, revealing the Underverse below. The sentient flame was traveling with so much speed through the Underverse that it appeared before the white-haired girl three seconds before it was launched.

Fury could not control the power of Time, but inside a Third Dimension, Space ruled Supreme and with enough power over space, even Time could be bent. Outside the universe where space was more stable, it would be nearly impossible for a move like this to break the barriers of space and affect time, but while inside the Universe, Space, therefore Intent was still extremely powerful.

"Too slow," the white-haired girl said and placed her staff in the direction of the flame, the flames touched the staff and it was absorbed, its shriek of astonishment and anger was even swallowed up by the staff, and three circles around the staff lit up, she grinned and rotated her wrist slightly, understanding and breaking down the forces she had just collected and the circles increased to five on the staff.

Her eyes narrowed in concentration and it was pushed to six.

She cocked her head to the side and whispered, "Witness your daughter, you waste of a father, you did not live long enough to see me go through with the assignment you gave me. You told me you cannot lie, and I am choosing to believe that you can still see me, so... witness me."

And the glowing circle suddenly grew to eight and then nine, as she broke through the barrier that had held her back for so long, even Telmus would be astonished if he had seen this. It was equivalent to recycling the energy from a matchstick and using it to create a star.

Malakith seemed to understand what was about to happen as he hurriedly turned around and wrapped the Empress and himself under a cloak of darkness that was so thick it appeared as if it was a block of metal, and although what happened next was not directed at them, they both nearly perished.

One of the core of the Minerva family bloodline was the ability to redirect and channel all forms of energy.