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The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1670

Chapter 1670: Coils of Perdition

The descent of the serpents may have wiped out a vast number of lives, but due to the fact that the essence of those lost lives was not consumed by them and the Great Desert was destabilized, it meant a significant number of these immortals could be resurrected.

Those who could not return were either too weak or had perished entirely; the feedback from the power of destruction had proved too much for their dimensional powers to handle.

And so billions of immortals began to slowly rise out of ashes, but they were smart about their resurrection and chose to return far away from the desert.

By coincidental stroke of fate, the immortals who died turned out to be the lucky ones. Death shielded them from the full collapse of sanity caused by the descent of the serpents. For those that survived, only a few were able to keep their minds intact, and all were Old Ones.

Lila Black resurrected herself too close to the Great Desert, and her eyes looked around in panic for her brother. Kacius was supposed to be far from the battle, but the wave of devastation at the end was too great, and should have reached him.

Her eyes saw a lone figure kneeling in space, surrounded by the broken corpses of a million immortal mages, and her eyes lit up as she recognized her brother.

โ€™That big doofus still found a way to survive after all.โ€™

Ignoring the call of the other immortals when they saw that she was heading towards the Great Desert, Lila blinked her way through space and time and reached her kneeling brother. His strong heartbeat, unlike a mageโ€™s, poured through their familiar bond.

She stopped beside him, placed a hand on his shoulder, and then peered at the Great Desert. Those mysterious creatures that descended from above were linked to certain rumors that had been flying around Reality about an unknown power battling against the Primordials.

She was curious, but a haze of power surrounded the Great Desert, one that seemed on the verge of shattering. Something told her she did not want to see what lay beneath.

"Brother, let us leave this place. This battle is not for us and would never be. I was wrong to think we could make anything out of it. Reality is infinite, brother, and we can find a home somewhere inside its vastness, and it does not have to be here."

She was speaking to her brother, yet a tear was dropping from her eye. Lila blinked in surprise, and then she allowed her mind to come to terms with the realization her soul had made the moment she laid her hand on her brotherโ€™s shoulders.

He was gone, and what remained was a shell.

Lila sighed and sat beside him, looking at his slack features as if memorizing every inch of his face. Gently closing his eyes, she kissed him on the forehead and watched as he collapsed into ash.

A haunting cry exploded from the Great Desert like a creature made of metal being torn to pieces. Turning to the desert, she saw that the haze from the explosion had been blown away, and she could see the dance of madness happening inside.

"Lila Black, there is a call for retreat to the central dimensional zone. We are to observe and take note of this new party... Lila, are you listening to me?"

Ignoring the voice of her master, whom she had followed into this battle while dragging her brother alongside, she knelt by the ashes of her family and observed the battle in the desert. ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐•–๐—ฒ๐˜„๐šŽ๐—ฏ๐•Ÿ๐จ๐•ง๐ž๐š•.๐•”๐• ๐ฆ

She was willing to finish what her brother could not. It was the least she could do to honor his memory.

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Although all of the Ouroboros Serpents were technically the same age, Rowan had manifested them in different periods, and Divus was the first Serpent that had emerged from his blood.

In all things, she had always led them, including taking charge and consuming the first Primordial Beast they had come across and claiming a name.

She was a bit surprised that Bahamut had begun devouring the desert before her, but she understood that he was opening the way for her to finish her feast. He was the youngest, and somehow he had become the second to claim a name.

"I am... THE DESERT!"

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