The Primordial Record novel Chapter 648

Chapter 648 Waiting And Watching

The clone listened intently to the conversations, as he edged closer to the position where he could make his escape from.

"... I did not expect this but the Alchemist Union is here. Disregarding their numbers, it is important that we fight for this chance. By the light…the freak from the Black Tower is also present, and I don't know if any of our candidates can compete for the Crown anymore. That is the Seed of the Black Tower, a damn Acolyte and already a Seed for a Great Tower!"

"This should not be your concern, because this matter is for the few who wished to go for the Crown of the Nyre Flower, I am sure that the freak would require nothing short of that power, nothing in this place should attract him, that is the only reason he is here. If we avoid him, we can gain substantial benefit."

"I still don't understand the fuss about this guy, he is nearly alone, every Rank 4 Mages and higher are forbidden to interfere in the upcoming contest, and he would be facing off against hundreds of Rank 3 Mages. He is a fucking Acolyte, what do you think he can achieve here? I don't…"

"Stupidity like yours is the reason I actually bet good money against your Ascension to a Rank 4 Magus Ethan, follow the scripts, and claim the dregs of the Nyre Flower for your Ascension. Let me be clear, when the gauntlet begins, I will not be able to intervene, even if he kills you. You should have heard the rumors about him, you have seen clips of his activities before they were banned and scrubbed from the Aethernet… and I am telling you, they don't do him justice."

"haha… it can't be that serious? He is just a kid… I'm four hundred years old, I think with my experience I can do better than you give me credit for, besides, that could all be a publicity stunt by the Great Towers to manipulate the result of…."

".... Hopeless…. Doomed to failure…. Pitiful death…"

The clone had already moved a fair bit away from the people atop the platform he was shimmying around and he could hardly hear them anymore, the pressure arising from below blowing away any hope of him hearing any more juicy details as he moved farther away from their position, although he did not understand the full nature of their business here, he knew they were not here for the Primordial Record page.

From what he could gather from their words; the purple tree was the so-called Nyre Flower and the people here were Mages, If that were the case then it would mean that the powerful presence he felt among them was Archmages.

This flower was their target, for it seemed to be a crucial component for a Rank 3 Mage to become a Rank 4 Mage, but what worried him was the fact that they claimed that this flower had bloomed a lot earlier than usual, thousands of years earlier in fact, and he wondered if this occurred because of the page of the Primordial Record that was here.

The Clone knew how observant Mages were, they would most likely closely investigate the reason why this phenomenon was pushed forward, bringing about a new dynamic that made the Clone worry about his mission.