The Primordial Record novel Chapter 674

Chapter 674 Hidden Intentions

The face of Augustus held a pained grimace every time Lamia spoke as if the action caused him great pain, this was notable because the former General had become used to pain, and so it could be imagined that carrying the remnants of Lamia inside him was truly painful.

"You said the same thing about our target on the last twelve worlds and yet we found everything but what we seek, are you sure your senses are still working as they should? Or should I remind you again about the dangers we are facing and how easily we can lose our lives? I rescued your remains because you promised me results." Lamia crooned like an irritated cat.

"I would have tracked her more easily, but no thanks to you eating me, you rabid animal, I had to take some time to build myself from the fragments that remained, I barely had anything to work with bitch, and only my ingenuity had truly brought us to this place after all the obstacles placed on our path. You have fucked my life enough as it is, be quiet and let me work my magic."

Absomet replied distractedly, her left eye was metallic, the orbs glowing red as they rotated in their sockets scanning the area, while the right eye was still human, although not for long as the beautiful blue eyes of the girl slowly eroded, replaced by cold metal.

The last of her flesh was gone, leaving a woman of metal behind, and Absomet sighed in relief, the cries of the mortal child had become a nuisance after years of listening to it. Her capabilities were not what it was before or she would have trained up the girl to be a worthy soldier, such fortitude to bear the pain of assimilation for years was rare.

The least she could do was to save her genetic information inside her databases. When she returned to her previous heights, she would create a legion of soldiers using her genetic code. As payment for her sacrifice, Absomet was determined to make the girl the progenitor of her armies.

Beside her Augustus's eyes sagged in sorrow, he had thought that in his life if he could only save at least one person it would count for something. He did not want to die without saving a single soul, and this final act of madness and defiance was refused to him

'The universe wants my anguish to never end. What was I thinking when I sought absolution? My suffering is just beginning.'

Lamia did not care about what went on in the mind of her Host, she had felt the physiological reaction to the death of the girl, and this gave her pleasure, but it was not what she was focused on at the moment, her patience was wearing thin as the search for Rowan continued, that anomaly could be the difference between life and death,

"The fragile connection with my main body is dying, and I believe we are quite a fair distance from empire-controlled Territory. I will begin rebuilding my army on this world and my Champion shall now search for the traces of Rowan if you believe he can be our salvation."

"Is that wise?" Absomet said, "We are just a thousand light years away from Trion and the light of Intent can easily reach them." It would be a bad thing for Absomet if Lamia began rebuilding her armies while she was in such a fragile state, but she did not let this emotion show, even though she knew this monster could guess a portion of her thoughts already.

Absomet wanted to leave this process for later as she sought stronger metals, but if Lamia began creating more Abominations her position here would be reduced to a slave or worse, despite that she sneered, _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}