The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1939

Chapter 1939: A Fair Bargain

With the Abomination the size of a solar system, every blow became intimate, as it could fully focus on impacting the bodies of the Primordials with everything it had, but at this scale the Primordials could also hit back just as hard as it could, and all the years they spent in pracrice and preparation were not wasted, as they did not retreat from the growing horror before them, but they were beginning to accumulate damage, however, with their firm cooperation, they were able to find time to heal while the others kept the abominatio busy.

Staff, Primordial of Endless Eclipse, had been gathering the power of her concept deep in her core. When she had accumulated enough energy, she opened her mouth and exhaled absolute zero silence.

The sound of the ongoing battle, the roaring, the wet tearing of flesh, the wetter screaming from impossible mouths, simply ceased to have ever existed within a billion light-years radius. With their enemy smaller, Staff could concentrate more energy in a limited area, enhancing the potency of her attacks.

The Abomination’s remaining heads went blind from lack of photons to scream with, for it was feeding on the radiance of battle. It retaliated by growing mouths on the inside of its mouths, and those mouths screamed in reverse.

When Staff inhaled to steal its voice for her attack pattern to be completed, she did not succeed; instead, with a sickening wrenching sound, she inhaled herself. Half her face folded inward, devoured by her own attack, but injuries like this that could harm her core were something she had long become used to; any worthy daughter of Telmus had learned to fight beyond the pain.

Bringing her hands to her face, Staff clawed out the corruption with fingers made of vacuum and kept fighting, lipless, beautiful, terrible.

Eva, Primordial of Revelations, brought her palms close to her chest, and blazing eyes of revelation were born between her palms, and she directed them towards the abomination.

The Abomination saw its own inevitable deaths in those eyes, in every version, every timeline, every excruciating detail. It recoiled hard enough to crack its own spine in all nine dimensions. For one heartbeat, it hesitated, stunned in place at the assault on its mental state.

That heartbeat cost it the destruction of nearly all of its head and a greater chunk of its body, and because it was stunned, it could not heal itself quickly enough to replace the damage.

The Primordial of Victorious Genesis used the hesitation of the abomination to attack. He still had the form of a boy barely ten years of age, but his experience spoke through his actions. He walked forward, small, human, unafraid, and placed his hand against the creature’s fractal skin. He whispered a word of its inevitable demise, infusing it with his concept that every battle he was in would always lead to his inevitable victory,

"Perish."

The Abomination paused before it imploded, its body shrinking to planetary size, but it could not disperse the effect of the attacks from both the Primordial of Revelations and Victorious Genesis, as these two concepts seemed to have discovered a mutual point where they began reinforcing each other.

The rest of the Primordials, noticing that this path of attack was the best they had, began infusing power into this growing concept that was tearing the Primordial apart, and the whispers of its inevitable defeat grew until it became a shout.

"SCREEECCHH!!!"

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