The Primordial Record novel Chapter 574

574 Leave None Alive

The combustion spread of the Celestial flames went by so quickly that it was almost as if time was being fast-forwarded.

Time was not being affected, it was just the nature of Celestial flames to move and burn faster than normal flames, after all, they were meant to be used outside the universe, a space where distance was so boundless it was almost abstract.

For battles of this scale, it was very difficult to use time as a measurement for their actions, as a single blow could be thrown in one second or a thousand blows could also be made in that single second, it all depended on the strategies the combatants required at the time.

Except for killing blows, it would be difficult for every single move made to be mentioned, for even in a minute the conflicts that could occur would fill up a ten thousand-page book.

This made the next clash that happened between the Archangels and the Cerulean gods nearly impossible to comprehend by a mortal's mind.

The lights and the friction from this battle became the only light that could be seen from the entire Cerulean galaxy and the dying mortals in all the worlds looked to that light for sustenance even as the tremors and the mystical light it generated brought most of them to madness.

A mortal should never see god, for even their light would corrupt the sturdiest of minds… The lights from the gods were filled with Intent, and even after crossing countless billions of miles and entering the eyes of mortals, the effects were devastating.

The Cerulean gods drew from their Divine Kingdom without holding back giving them the strength to clash and hold back the Archangels with weapons and spells, sure they were all Minor gods except for Shario and Tenma, and normally they would never channel so much power into their Divine Bodies because it was just a waste of resources, this time it was different.

Death would come to them if they held back, and a new sort of war was being waged here, one where the gods could no longer create a limitless amount of bodies for them to play with, assured of their immortality, now they all fight like mortals.

Shario began to find joy at this time, a feeling that she had forgotten blooming in her heart… the thrill from a battle where any moment might be her last was intoxicating to this battle maniac.

She led the charge, uncaring about the damages she was taking from the blows of the Archangels, equaling every injury with one of her own, but her foes were tricky and their armor was sturdy, they all fought with unmatched skills.

Suriel was like a phantom, he alone held back dozens of gods, pushing them back, and fully focused on defense was Erudiel, who thwarted every attempt to block Suriel's advancement through the ranks of the gods.

Part of their objective was to quickly stop Tenma as whatever he was doing was continuously creating more monsters, and currently, more than twenty thousand of those powerful creatures were arrayed before his Divine Kingdom.

The Cerulean gods here were shocked at the display of power from Tenma, and all fought back desperately trying to buy him enough time to conjure enough power to sweep away their enemies.

Nezrakim served as support, he stood back and created thousands of globes of Celestial flames and infused them with the psychic screams from the death of trillions of lifeforms happening all around the galaxy, and when he lobbed them into the ranks of the gods, it caused some of them to freeze in shock.

Dora took advantage of this… _{frёeωebɳovel.com}