The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1551

Surrounded by mist and standing before a crowd where a billion Mages were breaking through with every breath that passed, Andar appeared to have become the figurehead of this new age.

As the change rippled across creation, his figure, carried by the Aethernet, was seen by countless dimensions. If his previous speech was to be believed, this change was something that Reality had never seen, and the consequences that it would bring were so earth-shaking that no one could predict what was to come in the future. _{frёewebnoѵēl.com}

"We would create a new heaven."

For a while, there was nothing but the sound of space shattering as countless breakthroughs took place and the weight of the River of Time as it was dragged into Reality by the endless calls from the consciousness of numerous immortals stepping into the higher dimensions.

These metamorphoses slightly obscured Andar's figure. Then, several bright lights descended from the heavens and slammed into the ground, surrounding Andar. The force of this descent pushed everyone away from Andar, including the higher-dimensional immortals behind him, and a space of a thousand miles was cleared around him, leaving Andar alone, surrounded by ten pulsing figures of burning light.

These lights rippled before vanishing, revealing ten higher-dimensional Magus in burning red armor—the Flame Guards, the right arm of the Supreme Magus.

Their armor was made from the heart of the Supreme Magus World, which meant it was directly connected to the Supreme Tower of Endirius, making every Flame Guard an invincible deterrent inside this realm. This armor made the Magus, who wore it, possess a portion of the might of Endirius and this entire realm. Inside this realm, their words were law, and the power they controlled could be regarded as infinite.

One of the Flame Guards stepped forward, and the helm over their heads melted away to reveal their features. It turned out to be a woman, one whom Andar recognized. His silver eyes lit up as the memories from a million years ago briefly flashed through his mind.

When he was a Rank 3 Mage, he had fought against this woman for the right to lead the fate of the universe as it approached its end. Andar had not known what he was fighting for, as he was thrust into battle without warning, but the repercussions of the universe-ending war that followed were still felt to this day.

At that time he had not known her name, or where she came from, only that she was the one who ultimately collected the Supreme Meditation Art that should have been his own, Frost Mourn, whom Rowan had told him its real name which was Lament of Celestials, and there was also her weird Spirit Body talent that made her body almost indestructible. Paired with a Supreme Meditation Art, she was a force of destruction, and Andar had to dig deep into himself to gain victory.

In the terrifying battle that followed, at first, the only thing he knew about her was that she had taken the form of Mira to ambush him, but Andar had been able to see through her guise and he had countered her infiltration with the wisdom he had gained through practice under the guidance of the Archmages of the Black Tower.

Then, what followed was a terrifying clash that exceeded the scope of their Magus Realm, as they unleashed powers equal to those of Archmages in that fight.