The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1004

Chapter 1004: Awakening Of Madness (6)

Seventy heavy warships hovered above the remnants of the New Hope Continent, like silent birds of prey.

Most of them were made from the flesh and bones of Glorious Ranked Calamities making them appear like a floating mass of flesh and blood twisted by metals in certain parts to give the ship a standard structure, which was in the shape of massive avian beasts with two heads.

Each of these ships could hold at least thirty thousand Explorers, and they were all filled to the brim. Noah Rithmast had expected to return with maybe a thousand Explorers at the least, ten thousand at the most, it was going to be a large and tough expedition, and he would need numbers if he was going to be making any headway at all.

However, he was returning with more than two million Explorers, the weakest at the Glorious Rank.

Ranking the power levels in this world was simple, from Mortal, Enlightened, Heroic, Glorious, Legend, Deific, and finally Ascended. What comes after that level is unknown. A Deific Rank Explorer was already Immortal, and still, they could not understand the mysteries of what came after Ascended and beyond.

Among the warships was the most distinct one, it was the leading ship that resembled a gigantic open palm which was faced downwards, its six fingers spread wide, and the hand was so massive it covered all the ships below in its shadow and resembled a black umbrella.

This hand was hundreds of miles across, and it could hold an unknown amount of people and cargo, amazingly enough, it was an Ascended Class Warship, a level that was impossible for even a Deific Explorer to comprehend. It carried with it, a shroud of darkness that extended for tens of thousands of miles, covering the nearby continent and the sea in darkness, and only above it would sunlight be seen.

It was impossible for the trace of this warship to be hidden, but none would dare to challenge it. For unlike the bastard amalgamation of flesh and metal below it, this warship was aware and alive, and it was filled with a terrifying Will.

Noah was aboard this ship and was meditating in his cabin when he felt the movement of the ship ground to a halt. He shuddered and had an urge to peel his skin because It was a weird sensation anytime this ship was in motion, it was as if the ship was not moving, instead, it was the world that was moving, and anytime it stopped, Noah would feel as if the spinning world slowly grounded to a halt.

The ship was unshakable and unmovable, it was the world that moved. Knowing the unfathomable powers that the Ascended level held, this could most likely be the truth in some

ways.

Noah sighed and steadied himself against a stirring wall that still felt solid beneath his palm. He hated this ship, it reeked of old blood and power, and even while awake, it gave him terrifying visions, as if it luxuriated in his discomfort.

This palm eldritch warship was ancient, its roots dated back in history and had been mostly forgotten even by the Immortals, but it was said that this ship had been grown from the right hand of the First Explorer, Berrion The Undying, rumored to be the only Explorer that had grown strong enough to leave not just the lower Continent but ascended to a level that was beyond imagination and was directly challenging the peak calamities to control the fate of the world.