The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1613

Chapter 1613: The Missing Link

The voice of Primordial Demon was like a velvet knife in the dark, filled with endless mysteries and dark delight. Rowan paused. He had long been expecting interruptions to his exploits, but he believed that they would most likely be coming from Primordial Life. He was greatly surprised that, instead, it was coming from the darkness, which meant it was a Primordial Demon.

His suspicion was confirmed when two figures appeared before him, and for a moment, Rowan thought he had been taken back in time, and a part of him nearly smiled, but he shook his head in sadness.

Of course, life could never be so simple. The two figures with long white hair and profound powers rippling around them could not be the impressive pair of father and daughter, but something more sinister, a Demon wearing the skin of a man.

This was not Telmus and his brilliant daughter, Staff, but Primordial Demon who brought Staff here with him, not because he wanted to be close to her, but as a bargaining tool to influence Rowan’s decision. To the Primordials, everyone was a tool.

He could feel the presence of this being, not because of the darkness that had thickened to the consistency of concrete, but an absence.

This absence answered the single burning question in the heart of every living being: What happens when the fire fades?

It had no form, no voice—only want. A deep corruption that lusted for all things.

Where the light gave, it took.

Where the light shine, it swallowed.

Where the light sang, it whispered back:

"You will not last forever."

The Celestial called it the Abyss, the Anti-Flame. But Rowan could now see the true form of this being, and he knew what it was; its name was simpler,

The First Doubt.

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Rowan did not look at Primordial Demon, but at Staff. She looked great; her powers had grown from the fifth-dimensional level all the way to the eighth-dimensional level, becoming an Old One in a single heartbeat. It had been less than a thousand years, and she had made all of this progress.

He was not surprised at such quick growth of power. As long as an immortal stayed within the framework of the Primordial system, they could easily grow the power of that immortal to the most significant height available in their system.

Rowan nodded at Staff and frowned as she touched the air front of her as if searching for something. Her white eyes filled with pain and fury. She wanted to say something, but looking at Primordial Demons, she went silent.

A wave of disappointment passed through Rowan, and he turned back to the ring of dust above his palm,

"Third Guardian Circle... Open!"

A blaze of light brighter than the sun appeared above his palm as the Guardian circle activated, and it zoomed towards the first two, where it synchronized with them, and the power bursting out from Eva multiplied exponentially.

The three circles were a complete system, and only when completed could their true power be revealed. In an instant, Light rippled across all of creation. It was not bright, almost like twilight, but it was enough to push back the darkness and reverse the decay of all life.

Reality was still sliding into Doom, but what would have been a quick and silent elimination had been delayed to the slow crawl of heat death.

Rowan felt a great weight being lifted from his chest. He had not solved the problem, not yet, but the time he had brought for himself was enough to push through the obstacles in his path.

From the words spoken by Primordial Demon when he arrived, Rowan saw that he was still testing the waters. However, from what he knew of this being, unlike Primordial Memory, Chaos, or Light, Primordial Demon loved battle and had a short mental fuse, so it was surprising to Rowan how well Primordial Demon was holding back. freewebnøvel_com

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