The Primordial Record novel Chapter 671

Chapter 671 The Cusp of Godhood

On a mountainous region buffeted by intense sand storms and rogue lightning strikes that slammed against the earth with no warning, a figure pushed their way through the storm, enduring every lightning bolt that struck them, although they appeared unaffected by this great force of nature until they arrived at the center of this place.

The figure removed the wraps covering their face and the woman that was revealed underneath was beautiful but her face was set in a firm manner that showed her determination, her green eye flashed as she looked around, and then she nodded. This was the right place for her to become a god.

After more than fifteen years, Maeve was on the verge of becoming a god!

She had been surprised at her quick growth in power, but with every day that passed, her powers continued growing in leaps and bounds since she used the image and memories of Rowan as her Incarnation.

If she had to guess, she believed it was because she was the first person who had ever truly worshipped Rowan's Incarnation, therefore she had unrestricted access to a well of power that was deeper than she could ever imagine.

The only activity that Maeve performed on her journey to become a god was to go around the planet, and every day she came across powerful beasts that she fought and when she won they became her source of sustenance. She had circled the entire planet 356 times before she reached the cusp of godhood.

It did not take long for her to understand that someone was here helping her grow, for the challenges she faced were dangerous but not overwhelming.

She would go to sleep and when she woke up she would see that her terrain had changed, presenting a fresh set of challenges and powerful enemies to fight, and it was like this that enemies and terrains that she felt could be found from all over the galaxy and even beyond was brought to her and she took to it like fish to water, endlessly battling and growing stronger.

Maeve did not find such a life to be exhausting, she was growing stronger with every single day and she blew through every single obstacle on her path until she was finally at the moment when she stood at the brink of divinity.

'What sort of a god will I become?'

If anyone had told Maeve that she could become a god in less than two decades she would have laughed and called them a fool.

A god was a Title and a position so far above her station and knowledge that the idea that she could become one would be ridiculous to her, it was like an ant thinking it could lift up a mountain range, and yet, here she was, at the brink of her Ascension.