The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1236

Chapter 1236: Whispers Of The Ents

The two Ascendant Suns could clearly feel the power of the bones surrounding the hundred massive seventh-dimensional Ascendant trees, and they could sense that these sets of bones belonged to similarly powerful entities, and this was the reason, unlike the rest, they had not collapsed into bone dust.

Ascendant Sun Trelmol was shaken, "What is all this? How long have these trees stood over the bodies of their enemies."

Dilos still touching the bone dust muttered, "By my speculations, at least for a billion years or more, to get a clearer image of this would require we check out the more completed bone pieces ahead."

About to move forward, Trelmol stopped Dilos, "If the rest of the trees behind us are dormant, then there is a high chance that the ones ahead would be too, but we cannot take chances and don't forget the other reason we are here."

"I know," Dilos frowned, "I can sense it more clearly ahead, and so we would need to move. Don't worry if we fall into danger, I shall place you in my domain, it should buy you enough time to escape out of this time period."

Trelmol looked at his partner with a deep gaze, "You do not have to do that. I can face any incoming battle equally with you, and we can still leave without trying to poke our noses into the secrets of the past."

Dilos shook his head, "No, one of us must survive what is to come, we are here for answers and we cannot leave without it." he sighed, "If there were anyone among both of us who should survive you should be the one, because you have the gift to nurture, while I am better for battle."

Trelmol shook his head sadly, "I am afraid that the world we are going to would require that talent for battle and not fostering."

"That is precisely the reason you are more important," Dilos argued, "there must be someone left to rebuild. Enough we have spent too much time dithering, stand back while I check ahead."

The Ascendant Dilos carefully made his way towards the center of the massive trees for they were arranged in a circle, and the biggest mass of bones was in the middle of that circle, going as slowly as he did, it took him months to reach the edge of that circle, and he hesitated for a bit before he slowly entered the shades cast by the massive trees.

The whispers began.

At first, they were not loud, like the buzzing of a bee at a distance but then it continued to grow as he went deeper and got closer to the center until could hardly ignore them and he nearly stumbled when those whispers became fragments of words, but they were spoken in a language that he could not understand.

Yet the intent behind those words was as clear as day. Dilos could hear the pain and the sense of betrayal in those whispers, and he found himself walking towards one of the trees, he could resist the compulsion if he wanted but he did not try to do so, because he could sense something that drew him to it, he could sense the heart of a fighter, and like him, the tree that drew him had known battle like no other.

As he grew closer to the tree, the whisper transformed into a scream, and if not for his ability to modify and acclimate to any harmful conditions, the voices might have driven him partly insane.

Ascendant Dilos came before the massive tree and he touched it and a rumble went off in his head that made him grimace in pain, and then there was silence as if he had gotten deaf, but this silence was profound and came with understanding.

A shake on his shoulder drew him away from the silence and he turned to see Trelmol behind him and he became furious,