The Primordial Record novel Chapter 421

Chapter 421 Dancing Above The Battlefield

Maeve went still before she resumed fighting with much more passion, Nezrakim sighed and knocked her out with a tap on her forehead. He was already ten thousand miles up in the air and was joined by Dora, they were about to push their speed when the ground below them shuddered, and the air shook.

Below them, the air turned a shade of black and red, as screaming bolts of destruction arose from the ground.

"Wow…." Dora drawled, "It is so magnificent when you look at it from this side."

Below them the Tiberius Family Lance of Destruction had fired, tens of thousands of missiles that were hundreds of feet long and traveling at five times the speed of sound had been launched and the ascending Angels were in the way, or they were the target.

Nezrakim did not care for attacks of this speed coming from so far away, he placed a protective spell on Maeve's body and he shook his wings a hundred times in four seconds, accelerating to Mach 9, which was nine times the speed of sound.

He transformed into a golden beam that shot towards the heavens. Dora on the other hand laughed and began to dance.

Her magnificent Angelic form moved through the screaming missiles as they barely brushed her, missing only by a single inch. She even closed her eyes and reduced her senses, letting her instinct guide her through a field of destruction.

In her heart, she understood that with the Creator's light on her side, she would walk through a field of death and emerge unscathed.

This magnificent sight was seen by Dominators, Mages, and Demons, and for a short time, this corner of the battlefield was silent. Her flaming wings, her supernatural graceful movements, and her golden body, all held her audience in awe, and for those that were weak weak-minded, a feeling of adoration began to arise in their heart.

The missile barrage ended much to her disappointment, Dora soon flapped her wings and vanished into the horizon, as she caught up to her counterpart.

"Was that really necessary?" Nezrakim sighed, and only the giggle of Dora replied him

The moment both Angels broke through the barrier of the sky and stepped into space, Rowan used their eyes to see the so-called Palace of the God King.

It was made from wood, and fourteen moons were rotating around the Palace like jewels, this goes to show how large this palace was, making Erohim Divine Palace resemble a kid's playground.

There was a vast and powerful Will that was encircling this Palace and Rowan was careful not to come in contact with it. For the will felt sharp as if it could cut through anything in existence.

If he was not wrong then it was very possible that this Palace was made from the bones of his mother, and was been displayed for the entire world to see. Not content in just killing her, he had also made a Palace out of her bones.

Rowan placed this affront in his heart beside the many he had already listed. He had sent the lights of Astrolabe ahead of him even before he contacted the Angelic duo on the battlefield.