The Primordial Record novel Chapter 887

Chapter 887 Creating A Core

?As they were gathering info about the enemy, the enemy was also doing the same to them.

The second Demon King even with her changed state was still recognizable—Minerva. Her top half remained the same, a woman with black skin and white hair, but everything below her waist was a giant arachnid form.

Her abdomen was armored, with her eight legs ending in sharp spear points that tore holes in the dimension, another noteworthy thing about her appearance was a centipede around her waist like a belt, like her companion she was looking around this dimension with curiosity, and her size was bigger than before, she was almost the size of a small mountain.

However, at their level of power, they could easily expand their bodies until they could be as large as a star or smaller than an ant.

For a being as powerful as Minerva to remain as a vassal of Trion for so long showed her patience and wisdom, she would be a dangerous opponent, equal perhaps to the Third Prince in some manner.

Eva's mind touched Rowan's consciousness and she smiled when she felt his Aura, it was just… steady. There was a calm reassurance that surrounded him that made Eva feel that everything would turn out to be okay in the end, it did not matter what the future may bring.

The Lady of Shadows understood that if they all died in this battle, it would be okay if they gave Rowan the time he needed to complete his plans. He was the one who could end this battle, they just needed to give him the opportunity.

With enemies of this caliber, it was a foregone conclusion that many of Rowan's children would perish. With the power of Will, the Soul could be crushed to nothingness, this effect could reach across time and shatter all fragments of their Soul energy, and it was unknown if Rowan would be able to collect their Soul Origin, although the chances were great, it was still not foolproof.

The space above Eva shivered and Golgoth appeared like a specter, with a cruel laugh he plunged his blade into her chest, and dragged it upwards, severing the Lady of Shadows in two.

A loud snap resounded in the battlefield and the charging undead, alongside millions of demons, mages, and gods suddenly appeared directly above the armies of Rowan as the Third Prince teleported his army instantly on them disregarding the space separating their armies.

They crashed down like black tides, their numbers in the hundreds of billions, so thickly clustered together that even light could not find a gap between their bodies. _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

The five God Emperors shot for the changing city of Sheol, only to be intercepted by an angered white mountain as Vrager unleashed his dragon flames, but the God Emperors summoned blades that cut through his flames and impacted against his gigantic body, sending waves of force that swept through the battlefield alongside Vraegar's pained roars.

Despite their blows, Vraegar's scale resisted the blows from five God Emperors! His wrathful cries of disbelief at the death of Eva caused his Aura to rise to titanic proportions and he swept the five God Emperors with his wings, carrying them all to the heavens as he held them back with his body alone.

The Ice Demon King brought his hands forward and pushed his Will forward, and the entire ground below the battlefield was frozen, a space billions of miles in diameter turning into an icy hell, and from the frozen wastes, massive demons erupted from it, pinning the armies of Rowan beneath.

This Ice field was a direct channel to his Abyss Level, and the armies he could summon were virtually limitless.

Minerva tapped her waist and the centipede curled around it loosened itself and began to move towards the battlefield as its size began to balloon, she stayed back observing the entire scene.

Space shattered in the midst of the army as the Third Prince appeared before the Eye of Rowan in a burst of red light and summoned his poisoned blade, with a grunt he swung it downwards.