The Primordial Record novel Chapter 764

Chapter 764 Tower Masters

Andar had been expecting something different to occur after he emerged victorious, at the top of his head were numerous speculations, the first being the Black Tower had become compromised by outside forces, and the Supreme World was resolving the problem and eliminating the mistake.

The second was that there was a war between the Great Towers and he was caught in the crosshairs.

Or a rogue faction of discontented Mages led by his mother had seen a loophole in the defenses of the Black Tower and were staging a surprise attack.

He had dozens of other scenarios in his head, one thing he had learned was that life took strange pathways and anything was possible, but it turned out that he could still be surprised because this was nothing but an interview, and the result of it still reverberated in his head,

"Andar you have won the right to determine the fate of the Mages in this universe."

If these words were not coming from what he suspected were Tower Masters, he would think he was inside an extremely elaborate prank. No matter how talented he was, he was nothing but a Rank 1 Mage.

There were two tremendous presences before him, one was black and the other white, this was the only method his mind could distinguish what was before him, although his body was telling him something far different, he could not interpret the sensations, which was a good thing, because he knew knowing would erase him from existence.

Andar distinctively noticed that whatever was happening here which was blocking the Aethernet, his spatial storage, spells, and generally messing with Time was coming from the presence that existed in white. His body could feel it— like a mortal being blasted with radiation while standing beside a star.

No matter what happened next, Andar knew he would never remain the same again… these changes, and what he was witnessing were just too much. Rowan had not displayed this level of power to him in order to protect his sanity, but these powerful existences were not so gentle.

The other presence had been the one to announce his victory and Andar instantly felt a deep sense of familiarity with this presence and it was not particularly difficult for him to put together that this presence was the Tower Master of the Black Tower.

The spell used to create the Aether Geyser and the Inheritance ground where the Meditation Arts were stored was cast by this presence and Andar could feel it, as if his signature was left deep inside everything that he created.

He was the one who spoke to Andar and announced his win, but this did not bring Andar any sense of achievement, only fear, he would be foolish if he was not feeling like shitting himself at this time.

The presence of his Tower Master seemed to make a gesture that he could not perceive and once more Andar felt the flow of time coming to a halt.

Except for him and the Two Tower Master, everything came to a halt. It was a humbling thing to realize that all the powerful Arch mages were so helpless against this power.

Andar eyes looked at the frozen Arch mages, particularly his mother.

If this was a power that was unique to Tower Masters, how come his mother had been able to halt the flow of Time when she had arrived? If she was not the one, then she had been nothing but a puppet, just like Mira.

He swallowed, a mere moments ago, the only thing on his mind was gaining his Mithril badge for his various Magus Disciplines, he had big plans for his future, allowing himself nine years to become a Rank 9 Mage and not even understanding what he needed to achieve to become an Arch mage.