Circe no longer looked back, as the light from the explosion was now fully covered by the gigantic bodies of the Ancestors of all seven families. Archimedes thankfully stopped talking and snuggled closer to Circe.
The Lightning Kirin above all else knew how tyrannical the Ancestors of the Major Family were, as a Lightning Kirin she had a bloodline talent that gave her nine lives. Every time she was killed, she would be resurrected anytime there was an intense lightning storm.
She had been killed eight times by some of the figures sitting around this fire, so she knew they were to be feared. After Ohrox had died, Archimedes had gone mad, and only luck had kept her alive, or perhaps being down to her last life curbed her reckless nature.
They soon reached their destination—A traveling caravan that stretched into the horizon and beyond it, like a massive snake, the caravan moved with surprising speed over the plain.
Circe, who had spent so much of her life as a merchant had easily found a resonance inside her when living among these people, and since they never stayed in one place for long, it was the best way to keep under the radar.
The most powerful presence in this caravan was an Earth god and Circe could easily slip in under his nose.
The world was rapidly changing, since the bloodline lock over the Children of Trion had been lifted two decades ago, Earth gods had begun to sprout like weeds.
After a million years of accumulation, the amount of Pyre Lords in existence was uncountable and had been stuck at the Third Great Circle, with a life span of ten thousand years, many Pyre Lords had perished, but there were many methods to extend their lives, and the most safest was by hibernation.
Over the years many Pyre Lords had chosen to go to sleep in the hope that one day the bloodline lock would be lifted.
Their hopes were not wasted for with the bloodline lock lifted they had all begun to awaken, and with every year that passed, thousands of them stepped into the Earth god level.
At the Earth god level their bodies were considered immortal, able to regenerate from even a blood drop but their only weakness was the soul.
Unlike a god with an Immortal Soul, an Earth god's soul would not be able to withstand the ravages of time and even if their bodies would never age, their soul would go weary as the information it could hold and power it could process had a limit, and it would fail.
Depending on the lifestyle of an Earth god, they could live for as long as millions of years or as short as a few tens of thousands.
What made Trion special was that a Dominator at the Earth god level was as powerful as an average Minor god!
This meant that the combat power of Trion had grown exponentially in the last two decades, reaching unknown heights. There were times when Circe wondered why the gods had instituted the bloodline lock in the first place, surely they were not afraid of more Earth gods.
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