The Primordial Record

Chapter 570  Mercy!

It looked around a bit confused before turning to the carriage and then it gave a mighty shriek of despair when it saw what drew it back here.

The creature looked around hoping that it was not alone and he would be able to push the responsibility of stealing Chaos Essence to the other party but to its consternation, it was alone.

The person behind the hand did not seem to be too interested in this creature and was looking at the area where Rowan should have appeared, and after a while without seeing anything happen.

The hand was shaking with anger, and then the pinkie finger tapped thrice in the air, each motion made the finger shrink and on the third tap, the finger collapsed to dust accompanied by a soft grunt of pain from whomever was inside the carriage.

A greater River of Time appeared and it circled the area twice, and then it vanished, and like before nothing changed and Rowan did not appear.

There was a slight distortion in the surroundings, and the massive ring that was floating in the air with the destruction of the finger began to flash a bright white flash, and the hand turned towards the universe. There was a similar flashing light on the surface of the universe, and it was the same spot that Rowan had penetrated.

"How interesting," a lovely female voice said, "Do we have a rogue Chaos Blood inside this universe?"

The finger that was destroyed was attempting to grow back but it was continually destroyed leaving the surrounding of the carriage filled with a black and noxious blood that smelled like a well filled with thousands of decaying bodies.

The hand withdrew back into the carriage before the cold voice spoke to the shivering creature,

"You! Give me the entirety of the memory of this event and pull my carriage until the end of this Era, and I shall consider sparing your worthless life."

The creature shook in intense anger, and when it seemed it was about to retaliate, it looked at the crest on the body of the carriage and it relented.

It slowly shrank its bulk and came to the front of the carriage where a bloody chain sprang up from the underside of it and wrapped around its neck.

With a vicious yank, the chain beheaded the creature and retrieved its head, another chain penetrated its spine and together with the seven headless giants, the grim carriage entered into the Great Darkness.

The dangers outside the universe were greater than what could be found inside any universe, and this creature knew that this was mercy.

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"We are dying... We are dying… by the Light, we are being fucking slaughtered!!"

Shario the Scourge knew she was going to perish, but before she did, she would take down these monsters with her, even if it was just one, she would not perish like this.

Her mental state was in disarray because, with the death of every god, it became clear that their passing was not normal. Although their Divine Spark was destroyed, that did not signify their end.

Their Immortal Soul would be shattered to all the corners of the universe, but there would be vestiges of their presence that could be felt, in the slaughter that was ensuing, every god being killed was leaving nothing behind.

They were dying a true death, a fate that had been denied to a god by the universe.

Were the famed Demons and Celestials able to destroy the soul of a god? Before now she could not even comprehend such a ludicrous motion, but the truth could not be denied.

This truth brought with it fear, and that fear stoked her fury until all she could see was red.

The only thought in her mind was how she would be able to kill even one of those winged bastards.

She was in her fleshy form, and only her eyes were burning blue with flames, the destruction inside her Divine Kingdom from those few moments she spent looking at the strange white gate was catastrophic, and her abilities were greatly impacted, dragging her down from a powerful Major God until she was barely stronger than a Minor God, her Divine Essence bleeding away with every breath she took without any chance for it to be recovered.

If she wanted to kill these bastards, she needed to hide, she needed to escape so she could heal and return.

Shario was flying over a planet searching for the best location to lie low, as she fled she suddenly felt the hair at the back of her neck rise, Shario could barely bring her arms to block the large golden fist that suddenly emerged from behind her when an intense pain flooded her chest, and an unstoppable force pushed her downwards.

Her mind went blank for a moment and she awoke a few seconds later with the sound of wind screaming in her ears as she fell from space into the planet below.

Her eyes opened and she almost gasped in shock at the armored figure of a giant with four flaming wings a few feet away from her, observing her through a seamless armored face like a fly trapped in a jar.

This thought stoked her fury and she screamed,

"Son of a…" Another punch interrupted her cursing as the speed she was falling with tripled, and her body began to leave a trail of fire as she pierced through the atmosphere of the planet, the golden giant stuck to her like white on rice.

The first punch when she was not aware had shattered her sternum, and the second punch she just received pulverized all the ribs in her body.

Shario screamed in rage, coughing out a massive amount of blood and internal organs as she conjured fire from both hands to attack, but a flash of golden light sliced off both of her arms from her shoulders and another punch nearly tore her in two.

Her despairing scream was interrupted when she slammed into the planet below, the impact shattering half of a continent, creating massive earthquakes that ripped throughout the surface of the planet killing every life on it.