The Primordial Record novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261 Race to Jarkarr (final)

Fury sank deeper into his consciousness and the world around him went by in a blur, he was aware of arguments and even a short battle, but he did not care, his driver would take him to his destination, he trusted Nathis would ensure that would happen, before then, he began preparing himself, for although everyone knew Fury was all powerful, few knew that he was deeply meticulous.

The presence of multiple weapons or ability at the Origin was surprising, and the fact that the news of what was happening in Jarkarr would soon spread all over the planet made it important to make his move now before he was distracted by other parties.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and disappeared from inside the carriage with a burst of bright nine colored flames, when he reappeared he was deep inside the Boreas Family household that was hundreds of miles from his blocked carriage, he had not just been waiting inside but was charting a course towards the Teleportation portal, it would have gone faster but there were hundreds of such portals inside the Boreas family mansion and it took a while for him to sift through them.

Fury stood before a flickering Teleportation Portal, ignoring the panicked screams resulting from his sudden appearance, and his right hand entered into the portal before he quickly pulled it back, just as the portal flashed and disappeared, he was a few moments too late.

If he was annoyed, it did not show on his face, he simply began running his hand through the empty space as he seemed to be picking his way through the spatial echoes left behind, he frowned slightly when a voice rang out behind him,

"Oi, it seems both of us were a bit too late." A white - haired man with a close-cropped hairstyle who appeared to be in his twenties stood behind Fury, he was holding a pot of soup in his left hand, and it was boiling, letting out a pleasant aroma, as pieces of meat and vegetables floated on top.

He opened his mouth wide and swallowed directly from the pot, which soon refilled itself as the Ancestor of the Boreas family belched.

Fury was quiet as he ignored him, his brow furrowed in concentration, only someone like Fury could be so dismissive of an Ancestor, but he did this because he understood the character of the person behind him.

Every Ancestor was named after their Primogenitor, as they represented their interest here on the Mortal Realm, it was the reason they were called Earth gods, and also the reason this white haired man was called Bacchus, the same as the god.

Bacchus waited for his pot to refill and continued speaking to Fury who was concentrated on pressing space apart, as part of the reason was because the space on Trion—A Major World was quite different from a Minor World, it was like comparing the consistency of mud to steel.

"I received the news of the crisis on one of my most valuable holdings five seconds ago, those damn family bureaucrats are overdoing themselves in their seeming endless in competencies, but what can you do about it, family eh…"