The Primordial Record novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88 Know Thy Fear (2)

If Rowan harbored any misconceptions about her intelligence in his heart, he hastily discarded it.

Rowan decided to probe her words a bit, "Why do you call me a Spawn of the Stars?"

"The answers to your questions are clear, even to a blind mortal. I call you a Spawn of Stars because you are not one of us. I am a child of this world, and although our histories have been maligned by the gods, we still have our birthright. Trion is in my blood and in everything else, but she does not dwell within you.

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This was not how my story was supposed to end. My light was supposed to illuminate an entire era!

General Augustus Tiberius had a single second left to live.

He had given his all. He had excavated every single iota of power in his body. Technically, he was already dead an hour ago. His body had been repeatedly destroyed, his foundation scattered, and his source blood had covered the ground until the horizon ended.

He had expected betrayal, craved it in fact. After all with the warlike capabilities of the Tiberius blood, even Ascendant Dominators, who were in the third circle, were not necessarily his match. Coupled with his treasures and artifacts. He had felt smug in his powers.

Although they were both powerful, each at the peak of the second circle, the only reason they could have fought and killed him was the Blood oath that was affecting him.

Only his anger and despair made him fight. He had unleashed such power it would make an Ascendant Dominator cower in fear. Yet even at the verge of death, he was still confused about a single detail. With all the pandemonium their battle had caused, why was the world still silent?

He had broken out of the mirage world, that he had first been trapped inside, and according to the speed and direction he had been traveling, he should have returned to the Rune Ship. Not only that, but, the detonation of his multiple Incarnation should have alerted most of the powers on all seven continents.

How could they shroud the gaze of fate for so long?? An Incarnation of Tiberius had fallen, in his last moments he expected the full wrath of the God of War to fall. For his manner of death would not be pleasing to him.

Yet, the silence of the winds and the ever close hands of death mocked his expectations.

"Do you think he is finally seeing the truth after all this time? Don't tell me he is just noticing it. You were right, he is a slow one! Augustus, you did not escape the mirage world. You have been going around in circles. Ha ha ha ha, if only you used as much strength to fight as you used to run, then maybe you might have survived." The voice of the Third prince mocked him.

Finally, the true death was upon him and he was unwilling to fall. Two thousand years of life had made him cruel, and he would never quietly enter into the dark.

He did not speak to the two dark specters hovering over him, he would never give them the pleasure.

At the edge of death, knowing he had lost.

General Augustus Tiberius finally began his true counter-attack.

He used his Origin weapon, which he called, Throne.

He had been lucky to find a part of an Origin Artifact inside the ruins of the Great War, when he was just at the Rift State as a Dominator. Furthermore, he knew he had found a treasure beyond comparison that would lead him to immense benefits.