The Primordial Record

Chapter 1145: Desperate Pursuit (final)



Lost seemed surprised by this admission, and he cleared his throat while assuming a wise expression, he had been doing this all this while after he saved the life of the kid, and finding out that he liked it, he did not intend to stop as he channeled his inner-Rowan, of course, his sage-like demeanor was spoilt by his boyish figure and the annoying laughter arising from all the golden lights around them, despite all of this it did not stop him from promptly replying to the golden giant,

"Of course, it did not feel good, helplessness has never felt good. The instincts in your heart are yours, but they do not yet belong to you. The faster you understand this concept, the easier it will be for you to master yourself. Give your body a chance to catch up with your mind, or else you shall fall before your time is ripe. This was a lesson that your previous self, despite his greatness, never learned."

The golden giant shuddered, no longer doubting the hints about his past,

"How am I supposed to fight the creator if I have limits like these?"

Lost smiled, "That is the beauty in this duel. How can a man stand before god? How can a god stand before an Empyrean? How can an Empyrean stand before a Primordial? Do you think he wants this battle because you are his equal? No, there are far more terrifying creatures out in reality, but he sees something in you, something I think he respects, and that respect was never about your power."

"I see," the golden giant groaned, his empty eyes seemingly focused on distant thoughts, "I don't know your limits," Lost said, "I don't know which heights you might reach in the future, but if I was to bet a million times out of a million, I would bet against you in this duel. Yet this is where the miracle lies. What if?"

The giant remained silent and Lost looked around awkwardly, "Our mission is on track, despite us not standing our ground and dying needlessly against a greater force, we are a pair of under-leveled underdogs taking thousands of creatures with the power of Will and we made them dance to our tune. Surely you can recognize the victory in that?"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"I am not a fool Lost," the golden giant mumbled, "I understand that the ultimate aim of this venture is to protect my home. I have not lost sight of that. I was just a bit... overwhelmed, my mind is clear now, I am with you to the end."

Lost laughed, "Very good, because you know we can't avoid them forever. According to my calculations, we would be discovered in the next ten minutes... no make that ten seconds... Move!"

The golden giant swerved to the side and accelerated with immense force, Lost had barely wrapped blaming runes all over their bodies before the entire space for more than twenty miles became frozen, and they became like flies trapped in amber.

A powerful Ascendant who Rowan would have recognized for he was the one that had frozen him in place when he battled and killed the Divine Ascendant six years ago on the Threshold. At that time this Ascendant had glowed like the sun and he could easily see the connection between him and one of the Ascendant Suns overhead. But now, everything had changed and the looks and demeanor of this Ascendant had transformed.

No longer glowing like the sun, this Ascendant was covered by an oily darkness, from his foglike body were countless spikes that were bleeding red smoke. It was almost as if he was torturing himself, or this was his fate after the Ascendant Sun that was linked to him was unexpectedly destroyed.

He reached the frozen body of the trio and then paused before an unearthly shriek of rage burst out from his throat and he viciously swiped with dagger-like claws and tore Lost and the golden giant apart. The malevolent Ascendant did not look pleased because his target simply collapsed into tiny sparks of flame. He had just barely missed trapping them. Looking around in anger he noticed space rippling over five hundred miles away and his body faded, reappearing almost instantly in that area, reaching across to grab the space and pull out... a picture book, with the face of a grinning boy on it. The picture moved and blew the Ascendant a kiss before exploding into a violent inferno that drew as much energy as it could from the body of the Ascendant, creating hundreds of millions of shooting golden light.

Thwarted twice the Ascendant grinned, "I tire of this game, "he turned around and announced, "any Ascendant that is not in the upper continents in the next thirty seconds will have themselves to blame for their demise."

Right extra hands emerged from his side and all slammed together, leaving a tiny gap in their center, and inside this gap, a red and black sun began to take shape.

Every Ascendant on hearing the announcement, abandoned their chase and began to flee towards the heavens. Around the malevolent Ascendant horrifying screams and distorted light began to funnel into this red and black sun, as he was literally gathering hate and malice and making it take shape.

In a realm like Doom Star this was one property that was never in short supply, and it would take a truly demented mind to not only touch it, but make it a foundation of their Will. "Take note members of the Council, I Shisu, will be releasing a category seven attack on the Mezuic Quadrant. The hunt for the killer of our glorious Ascendant Sun has stalled, and I have deemed it necessary that more information can be gathered from their corpse than continue this endless chase. I will not play into the game of an enemy who has surely planned for this day for a long time. I shall accept the punishment for my actions here today."

The sun between his palms grew to the size of a man's decapitated head, and chuckling under his breath, the Ascendant released Hate and Malice.

Lost and the Golden Giant were thousands of miles away at this point. Using spells, Lost had been able to create long distance warp points which he used to quickly shuffle across space. There was no real need for them to cross space by flying across.

It was the golden giant that felt it first, although weaker than Lost, his instinct for danger was greater. Behind them the world turned red and black.

"Uh, Lost, what is that? I don't like the feeling I am getting from it."

Lost had gone pale, and he began to hurriedly run his calculations, and what he discovered made him despair. Although they had tried to move as far as possible from the location of the city, this move that had been unleashed was so devastating, if it was to be used outside Known Reality, it would destroy multiple universes, because the grade of the Ascendant who did this was at the 6th Dimensional level.

Lost did not care about losing his life, but he could allow harm to come to Rowan, and he was out of options. The devastation of this move alone should wipe out at least a million lower continents and turn the entire city and Rowan with it, to dust.