The Primordial Record novel Chapter 758

Chapter 758 Reappearance Of The Supreme Meditation Art

When Andar began to kill 'Mira' he had anticipated a change but would have never imagined what came next, in hindsight, he blamed himself that he should have known what was coming.

From the ashes of Mira's body, a fair hand emerged, and before Andar's watchful eyes, a naked woman stood up from the ashes. _{freeweɓnovēl.coɱ}

She had long blond hair and her eyes were red like burning coal, her features were beautiful, and a wicked grin decorated her lips. There were two small horns on her forehead and she slowly stretched her body as dull pops from her joints resounded.

The woman sighed, "Hah… this feels good,"

She looked down at the ashes she was standing in with a look of slight confusion and with a step, she seemed to glide to the side. Biting her red lips she looked at Andar and chuckled,

"That would have been impressive, the way you tried to kill me, if only you were not whimpering like a child, I would have enjoyed it more. Usually, my scent causes the opposite reaction in everyone else, but you are not just anyone else, isn't it… Andar." her voice was sultry and rich as if she had just woken up from a deep sleep.

The subtle sign of danger that Andar had been experiencing since Mira entered his room had multiplied by a factor of a thousand when he noticed that this lady was just a Rank 3 Mage, yet the level of danger he was sensing was a magnitude greater than what her ranking suggested.

"Where is she? What did you do with Mira?" he whispered. Andar had not yet recovered from slaughtering his lover, and at this time, his emotions were still burning hot, although he knew the Mira he killed was fake, it did not mean that the experience did not scar him.

She brought a finger to her lips and delicately bit on it, "Oh, when did you realize that your little girlfriend was no longer here? Hmm…"

Andar stalled his disgust and spat out, "You are not as smart as you think, your acting was filled with plot holes a mile wide."

For a moment he thought he saw a flash of irritation in her eyes before she laughed, "And yet for something so imperfect, I still made you cry, you know I can still taste your tears as they fell on my face… they are delicious Andar, I cannot wait to taste more."

He took a step back and accessed this Mage, she appeared to be around eighteen years old, which was saying nothing about her age, Andar would be thirty-four in a month and he still looked as if he was sixteen, although his height made him appear older.

Her body was curvaceous, and unlike any Mage that he had ever seen, this girl had no single Script on her body. Any Mage that could afford a Script would usually go for them since its importance could not be over-emphasized, from healing, defense, and offense, Scripts were a necessary part of a Mage's kit.

Andar had only a single Script which was the Aegis Script where he stored his Cloud Whale. Due to his abilities, he never saw the need for Scripts, his body was extremely powerful, and due to his sensitivity, more Scripts could cause unnecessary distractions. He had previously thought he was unique in this instance until he saw her.