The Primordial Record novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82 Envy! (2)

Abomination lacked the capacity to feel fear or hesitation, they had no capacity for emotion, and perhaps the only thing they could really feel was a permanent hunger.

They charged at the Ouroboros serpent, yet it did not particularly care for their valor or stupidity, they were all a source of energy to it. Opening it maws wide, with needle sharp teeth resembling swords, it charged over.

The two - eyed Ouroboros serpent carrying Rowan also began to descend, Rowan stopped making more phantasmal Axes, for he noticed that this technique was surprisingly not intrinsic to the Axe, but it was due to the green exterior of the weapon.

His vitality had burned through more than eighty percent of the green pigment on the Axe, and Rowan knew he would lose this technique as long as he made a few more moves with the Axe.

He thought it would be a shame, an area of attack skill that was powered by his vitality, was the perfect match for him, and losing it would not be too debilitating, but it would still sting.

The saving grace was that he would finally learn the true nature of this weapon, as it seemed the true nature of this Axe had been buried underneath and his vitality had stripped away the seals bounding it.

A few hundred feet before they reached the ground, all three of the Ouroboros Serpents became tense, and Rowan sensed a tremor that could only be felt by his Spirit, and looked towards the lake. The three Ouroboros serpents also turned towards the lake.

The last of the fog was suddenly stripped away from the air, and from his vantage point he could see all around him for miles, his sight, however, was focused on the lake, where he saw the smiling face of a woman with goat eyes, who only had a head. Scratch that, she now had a neck and a body was growing beneath her.

The situation in the battlefield began to change, as within the torso of every Abomination including the dead ones, a red flame began to burn.

The Abomination began to howl, as they began to liquefy into a thick yellow paste that vibrated with a red glow burning inside the thick fluid.

In a short while, the entire ground was covered with a thick yellow paste that glowed with a dull red light, as the last screaming Giant melted, the entire battlefield resembles a small lake of bloody flesh, an eerie silence descended over the field where a short while back, absolute pandemonium held sway

Well, that certainly took a new turn, and although Rowan had been expecting something. He did not think the impact of his actions would be so radical.

When he understood that the fog that appeared was a method used by the Supervisors to control the Abomination Core, he saw no issue destroying the Supervisors along with the Abominations.

Although that was not the path he would first choose, they had attacked him, and he would never discard this massive source of Soul Points, seeing as he had lost access to the portal to that world, which, looking back now, might have been a good thing, since he would not willingly stay inside the Nexus, and he was unwilling to leave anything behind that may aid his father.

He battled the Abominations, while knowing that he may end up freeing their control, it was an added source of chaos that may aid his escape, and throw a wrench in whatever unholy plans they were cooking up.

Also, he figured since they were both prisoners here, then the enemy of my enemy was an ally.

The fog had retreated, for it would seem that in the previous carnage he had ended up butchering most of the Supervisors. Well, good riddance to bad rubbish. The method by which they had dwelled inside the priest, and used his body as a sort of puppet, still caused him a great deal of anxiety.