The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1763

Chapter 1763: The Arrival of Infinity

For years, the Primordial Vortex had been spewing out essence into Reality, drastically altering its composition and strengthening its foundations.

This change had become so prevalent that there was no longer any demarcation between the lower realms and the higher realms, and the number of higher-dimensional immortals was exploding in number like maggots in a ripe corpse.

The Primordial Domains seemed content to make this happen, although at first, they had been against it, yet this only applied to the vortex in and around their domains.

On this day, a visible wave of force erupted from all Primordial Domains. The Great Abyss, the Great Labyrinth, the Land of Miracles, the Inheritance Ground, and the Celestial Heaven. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

This ripple swept across all Reality like seeking fingers, and they grabbed the Primordial Vortexes, all 1,008,008 of them that had been spewing essence into Reality, and at first, it was as if they wanted to shatter these vortexes; instead, these fingers reached through the vortex and tore it open.

A loud shriek that would have ended all life below the six-dimensional level resounded all throughout Reality from this profound violation, but because this cry was heard only in the third layer of space and time, the inhabitants of Eosah were spared the result of this action; however, massive amounts of essence began spewing out of the cracks in space.

It was no longer vortexes but massive gashes in space and time extending for thousands of light-years across.

Rowan opened a passage to the last few essences of Eosah, although this essence no longer had any life due to her death. One thing it had in abundance was power.

When he opened this passage, he had limited the flood of essence that would enter Reality, carefully controlling it so it would not overwhelm the fragile inhabitants within, else this would have led to a purge of all life, as only a few Old Ones would be able to withstand the flood of power that such an event would bring.

There were barely a small portion of this dead essence left in Eosah’s corpse, but that was looking at it on the scale of Reality as a whole, for the inhabitants of Reality, this small puddle of essence was a power that was too potent to be comprehended, because in their perception, even a drop of Eosah’s dead essence was seen as infinite.

Despite all of the transformations that had been ongoing in Reality, Rowan had barely released eight percent of the total amount of essence left in Eosah, and if he continued his present rate of release, it would take at least two hundred thousand years for it to be completely released.

With the Primordials ripping open this passage, pandemonium should have occurred, like forcefully pouring a sea full of blood into the body of a mortal; countless lifeforms all over Reality should have exploded with the abundance of essence now flooding their being, but this did not happen.

Instead, like a carefully controlled symphony, the flood of essence was all drawn towards all the Primordial Domains.

This essence was compressed and folded, not allowed to pour all over Reality, and from these folded essences, a road was created that extended from all the Primordial Domains, straight towards the Arena.

Rowan had once believed that the Primordials would most likely not interfere with the Primordial Vortexes, not until they were ready to finally begin to harvest Reality, and that would still be a bit far off in the future, but something had changed.

The Primordials were no longer willing to stand on the sidelines and use their Thrones; they wanted to walk the realm once more.

Perhaps Rowan should have seen this coming, but even someone like him had instances where he made slight errors in judgment.

The truth was that with the character of Primordial Demon, if he was able to successfully acquire a Throne with the power of Telmus, a being who had the potential of effortlessly commanding and controlling the full might of a Primordial, then the balance was broken.

With Telmus, the Primordials could no longer patiently wait for the final mysteries of Reality to open up; they had to arise and take matters into their hands.

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Through the eyes of Lyra and the Elythrii here in the Arena, the rest of the Elythrii left in the Seed-Ship could watch what was ongoing in the Arena, and the immensity of what they were witnessing shook them to the core.

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