The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1139

Chapter 1139: Are You Ready To Listen?

The golden giant could barely grunt under the pressure of his bloodline refinement going into overdrive. He closed his eyes in shame and anger as he began figuring out new ways to accelerate his bloodline refinement. Previously everything he did was to get more with less, he had never imagined that he would ever be presented with excesses of these magnitudes. Creating hundreds of techniques in every moment and refining them to find out the best one, he knew that for a short moment, he was out of the battle, but he vowed it would not be for long, no one could hold him down for long.

Lost muttered, "Kids these days, only know how to talk and do not listen. All that talk and you could barely last before the first round began. Your poor, poor wife."

Rubbing his hands together, he cracked them, "Okay, time to show you magic. You should have taken my offer to understand what a real battle is like, but I guess you are someone who learns by doing."

The Lost Flames swiped his hands through the air as if he was shuffling through invisible floating screens, and millions of runes created by white flames appeared in the air and converged to create dozens of semi-transparent screens, grinning Lost began rapidly shifting the runes into a pattern that was clearly a spell formation, not caring one bit about the impending wave of devastation about to hit them.

"My power was meant to be used like this."

Hitting the last rune with a flourish the dozens of screens brightened and Lost slammed his hands down onto the closest screen with a finality as he screamed, "I summon... Me!!!"

From the dozens of screens, tiny white flames began to emerge, and in a short while three dozen tongues of white flames emerged from the screens, in the short distance, the billions of ships that had been rearranging their formations even as their weapons were charging, finally reaching a minimum safety threshold released all their firepower onto a central location. _{ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com}

Grinning like a demented pixie, Lost pointed to the dozens of white flames and they took his form, half of them were frowning, and the others smiling, holding these two expressions they spread out and surrounded Lost and the golden giant in the center, their formation taking the shape of a sphere,

"The Creator now has a soul, you stupid fuckers, do you know what that means for me?..."

The wave of devastation, so potent it could rend multiple universes to ash traveled through the distance with barely any delay and they all slammed into a single location, the light from that impact was so bright it could be seen for millions of miles, and as quickly as the light erupted, it simply vanished, leaving behind dozens of children who were either smiling or frowning, they were all unhurt and the last of the explosion vanished into their outstretched right hand.

Lost whispered, "...No more hammer, I am not a blunt tool or a one-trick pony..."

In that single instance, he had taken all the energy from the salvo and collected it with Convergence using dozens of summoned Lost to ensure that he collected every single bit of firepower.

The central Lost Flame closed his eyes and made a weird motion with his fingers, and because he was not truly made from flesh and bones, his fingers could reach levels of flexibility that were unnatural, as they left faint trails of white flames in the air.

His eyes snapped open and every single Lost that he summoned turned and nodded at him for the last time before they all unexpectedly exploded with so much force the light they emitted equaled the detonation of energy from the previous salvage.