The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1663

Chapter 1663: Kacius Black

Kacius Black from the Libra Council, an alliance of higher-dimensional mages, would never forget this day until he died. It was not that the sight he witnessed on this day was so shocking that it would stay with him, but the powers that were unleashed branded themselves into his consciousness and would torture him for the rest of his days.

He was not an exceptionally talented mage in comparison to the absolute geniuses that were popping up like weeds among the mages society, and he was at the sixth-dimensional level, however, Kacius did not forget that barely eight decades ago, he was a Six Star Archmage, and in any time before now, his progress from a Six Star Archmage to the sixth dimensional level would be seen as impossible and all of existence would hunt him to find out his secrets.

But in this new age, his insane progress could be considered mediocre. Countless immortals had reached the peak of Reality, achieving the eighth-dimensional level, and ancient monsters who were already at this level had become more powerful as time went by, transforming into monstrous entities with powers that would have been considered forbidden in many Eras past.

Kacius knew that Primordial Essence was not the only reason this insane progress had been happening, but it was also due to the glimpse of the Origin Land sometimes seen through the vortex. He had glimpsed the Origin Land only once, but that single glimpse had been enough to resolve all his queries about the higher-dimensional level. He had broken into the higher dimension with so much ease that he half believed that he had been experiencing a persistent daydream for the last eighty years.

Still, no daydream could be as grand and overbearing as what he was witnessing here.

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Kacius Black had been in meditation for his preparation to reach the dimension of Fate when the call came to gather in the central plaza of the Libra Council.

There had long been rumors swirling around a massive operation that was unifying countless forces all over Reality who were at each other’s throats for the fight over resources and who would claim the Primordial Vortexes.

Kacius did not want to fight during this period of rapid growth for everything inside of Reality. He would rather sequester himself in his Tower for billions of years as he slowly grew to the level of an Old One. However, he was not as talented as the freaks who could stay beside the Primordial Vortex and peer into the Origin Land multiple times per year. War was everywhere, and being isolated would only lead to death.

The plaza for their gathering was in the core of a seventh-dimensional realm that had been plundered from a race of space-worms. This unfortunate race was lucky to gain a Primordial Vortex inside their dimension, but they were far too docile for this present Era, and the Mages who had lost their realm and were spreading all over Reality had seized the chance to eradicate this race and collect their dimension.

Dimensions.... Or rather, the lack of it had become part of the new wave of changes that had swept across Reality.

Some perceptive immortals had traced the decline of new dimensions being created to the fall of the Frozen Road.

Since the moment the Frozen Road fell, the voice of the World Stele that gave immortals the power to become World Bearers so they could root their dimension in Nothingness has ceased, and no new dimensions have been created.

In any normal period, such changes would not affect Reality for many trillions of years, or even not at all. There were already so many dimensions in Reality at this point that it was almost considered impossible that there would be an issue of overcrowding or insufficient resources.

Despite the dense Primordial Essence growing across Reality that was able to bear the weight of so many higher-dimensional immortals, it was still barely enough to maintain the ever-increasing number of immortals sprouting like weeds every day.

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