The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1493



Chapter 1493 Dawn Of The Supreme Era (8)

Vraegar was in Treasure Heaven!

He would have enjoyed it more if it was not more like hell than heaven. As he flew so hard and fast it almost felt like his wings were about to be ripped off of his body, a cry of rage resounded behind him,

"Give me back my sacred pillar you goddam thieving dragon!"

Dodging a bright beam of energy that would have transformed him into a golden statue, Vraegar screamed back at his pursuer who seemed to be intent on tearing him to pieces, "How did you expect me to know this entire dimension is your source of virility? I feel even dirty picking it up and holding it all this while, and to think I was kissing my treasure, ahhh, I have been done a great misdeed!"

"How dare you, little dragon, did you not know of the legend of this place?!"

Vraegar roared in annoyance while thinking inside his heart, 'Why does everyone call me little? Can I never grow big enough?"

"I have already seized this treasure, and there is no way I am spitting it out; you can pursue me to the end of this realm, but nothing shall come of it."

"Damned dragon, return this king's scepter, ahhh, my warrior sword, stop touching it!"

Vraegar sneered in annoyance as he pushed himself to fly faster, "Is this not your phallus, you fucking mountain? How dare you not speak freely for something as ancient as you!"

"Dragon, you desecrate my holy relic; you shall suffer for all eternity for this travesty."

The white dragon was flying over a vast realm made from Aetheric Gold and precious Aether gems as far as his senses could reach pursued by a mountain in the shape of a man bigger than most dimensions in reality, and Vraegar had been running for his life after collecting a massive mountain made out of an unknown metal that was filled with so much vitality he believed it could aid him all the way to the eighth-dimensional level.

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