The Primordial Record - Chapter 2162 The Time For The Fall Is Here
Chapter 2162 The Time For The Fall Is Here
Eos had created this weapon in secret, and Eva was the only Primordial inside the Origin Realm that could use this weapon. This weapon gave Eva access to hundreds of his Archai, and these were one of his most powerful creations because they were a part of his body.
One of the biggest weakness for Primordials were not their Origin Essence or Force, in fact, every New Primordial were uniquely powerful, and Eos believed that every of the New Primordials he had created could match the Ancient Primordials or even their hidden enemies, the Luminious, however, the weakness they faced was power.
Even as an eighth-dimensional Old One, Eos could crush any Primordial, and one of the reasons he could do this was the weight of his existence and the raw power that his impossibly massive foundation could emit.
The Ancient Primordials were this powerful because of this, but Eos did not know how to change this dynamic because every Primordial came from this Existence, and this Existence had a limit.
It was as if, no matter how much he tried, he could not forge metal out of snow. The materials of Existence were weak, and Eos was able to escape this trap because of his Singularity, the Primordial Record.
If Existence continued to expand, the New Primordials would become more powerful, and then it would not be a problem for them to confront greater enemies, but for now, they were incredibly restricted in what they could do.
Eos believed it was one of the reasons why none of the New Primordials had been able to reach the fifth level of Origin, despite the fact that many of them were what he would consider to be supreme geniuses that could equal him in many ways.
His Incarnations could not reach the fifth level of Origin without breaking to pieces and vanishing, just because the material of their bodies, although it came from him, was just a minor fragment of who he was, and for the New Primordials, he could believe that their Origin was instinctively rebelling against reaching a higher state because it would instantly kill them.
Eos’s Incarnation was many times more durable than the average Primordial, and he could barely survive for more than ten minutes when he reached the fifth layer of Origin; an average Primordial would not even survive a single picosecond.
Knowing this, Eos crafted several weapons that could bond with his Archai, and if any of the New Primordials wielded them, they would be able to borrow the power of that bond and use it to power their techniques.
The blade of light that had pinned Myrra to the sky, making her to leave a part of herself behind just to escape was using the concept of Revelations from Eva, but the only difference was that she was not just powering this blow with her essence, but she was also drawing upon the power of her Origin Realm and the strength of a hundred Archai, which was the maximum her body could control, or she would have collected more.
With a loud whooshing sound, reality behind Eva shattered, and the three Archai that had just been eliminated returned in a burst of light. The Archai were beings of mystery, singular, yet connected. Eos had placed the potential of endlessness inside of them, and so, unless every Archai was killed at the same time, the dead ones would always return.
Even Eos had not expected this outcome when he created them, but that was the miracle of freewill and the endless potential of Eos’s blood.
Eva sent out another burst of light towards Myrra, but she flew too quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she was before the breach in the shield, her form unraveling and reweaving as she went.
Her Primordial body was been shattered, and it did not matter how much she tried to remake it, the sting of Revelation’s light was not one that she was able to ignore, and Myrra needed her connected to the Origin Realm, else her Luminious Form would be banished from Existence and she could only return to the Temple of End or the Eternal Tower.
Myrra looked towards the endless waves of creatures flooding into the Origin Realms, and she stretched her hands towards them. To preserve her breaking Primordial Form, she was going to pull the vitality from the endless armies and the entirety of this Origin Realm if she had to.
“After her,” Eva commanded, but before the Archai could move, the sky above the Origin Realm of Spatial Harmony changed.
The black crystal, the third one, still growing from the endless deaths, pulsed once, twice, and then split with a wet, organic tearing sound. From its core emerged a hand.
Colossal, bone-white. Each finger the size of a mountain range, tipped with claws that dripped with the distilled agony of a billion dying timelines. The hand grasped the edges of the breach and pulled.
The shield screamed as the entirety of the Origin Realms groaned. And through the widening gap, a face began to press itself into existence.
It had no features, only a smooth, porcelain surface that reflected everything and nothing. But where its eyes should have been, two spiral galaxies of pure End churned, drinking the light of the ten thousand Origin Realms. This was no mere abomination… This was something extremely old, and everything in Existence recognized this power even if they did not know how they did.
They could feel it deep in their blood. In the past, someone had touched the essence of all life inside Existence, and now that presence that had been banished for more than sixty-five million Cosmic Eras had returned.
Enoch, Luminious Transformation, had returned.
“By the Mountain…” Aetheron whispered, his voice barely a breath.
Eva’s composure cracked for the first time. “All defenders fall back to the second perimeter. Now!” She turned to the Archai. “Send word to Telmus. Tell him the time for the fall has arrived.”
