The Primordial Record

Chapter 615 Great Changes

Apart from Lamia who was unfrozen and watching the gods with rapt attention, Absomet was also aware, and when she heard the words of Tiberius, her mind went blank,

\'Were they planning to feed her to an Abomination? To this…this… thing! She had always imagined how her end would come about but not like this. Why would Tinerius consider something like this? What bargain? This was madness! She had far more utility to them than a monster who only infects and destroys, surely she must have heard wrong.\'

Horush stepped forward, among the Gods of Trion he was the one with the most inhuman appearance, with two long curving horns on his head that were white as the fallen dead, and a long bull-like tail that waved behind him with a life of its own, his eyes, on the other hand, was very human, and was as brown as a fertile field ripe for planting.

As the god stepped forward he seemed to grow bigger as his presence rippled across the entirety of the battlefield, the three of them were truly here, and this was not an Anima or an Avartar, the Gods of Trion were present.

He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath, drawing all the scent of this battle into his lungs and holding it in for a few seconds, he opened his eyes and sighed, "She needs a lot more to be completed, a dozen Minor Worlds should do it, but we have no more time for her to slowly feed while keeping the suspicions of the Covenant to a minimum…"

Tiberius nodded, "I understand," turning his head to regard the Rune Ship, he commanded, "Release every pawn you have inside yourself to the void, your Cloning Vats, Fabrication Assemblies, and every single portion of Bio–Essence inside you."

Absomet paused in shock, but her body proceeded with the command from the God of War, and before long the entire space was filled with hundreds of millions of pulsating seeds the size of grapefruits, alongside that were the frozen bodies of hundreds of millions of soldiers.

A sizable portion of them were without their armor and they died in the void because of the errant destructive energies that were flooding the battlefield. These were the lucky ones.

Lamia growled, it was a frightening sound that felt primitive and filled with endless anger and brutality, "You think I\'m not enough to stand against you lot? I do not need any aid to battle you all by myself."

Horush shook his head, "Perhaps you might have if you have left the Empire, but your greed has doomed you. Minerva protected you for too long, but as always, your kind always ends up as disappointments. Now eat, because you are a beast."

The voice of Horush was like a whip and Lamia\'s eyes opened in frustration and anger as her Akhurils began to move and consume the Bio–Essence and soldiers in an almost trance-like state. Their wide-open maws began to suck countless tonnes of biological material into the hellish engine that was their stomach.

Kuranes chuckled and appraised Tiberius with a wicked smile, "You know this would not be enough, there is not enough of our will inside this wasted blood that your pet toys with."

Tiberius ignored her, but it was Horush who responded to Kuranes, "Your desire for malice blinds you sister, Tiberius is not sparing his blade, he is just sharpening it, you should know by now that the God of War is nothing but thorough. If this wasted blood can complete a single percent in the completion of this task, then he would use all of it."

Kurane\'s eyes squinted as she observed the Rune Ship and she frowned, "I see, the Bio–Essence is not paired with her body, but kept in another subspace, this work is… elegant. I believe it is something of yours, Horush?"

Horush blushed and looked away, "Nothing of such Kuranes, I only encouraged what was already present."

It was a rare occurrence for this god to speak as he was mostly silent in his everyday life, preferring the silence of his great colossi than anything else, not because he was a god of few words, but because it was apparent that Horush was a deep introvert and was quite shy to boot.

Lamia had finally had enough and she began to chant while moving her fingers in various mystical gestures that warped reality, the many eyes on her hair opened up and they continued opening until they burst open and an open mouth took their place.

The mouth had long tongues that spewed out yellowish substance that resembled pus, and from their throats a fell voice rose like a choir band made up of demons.

"Amazing," Kuranes sighed, "This beast has no connection to Aether, but she uses her voice to control it. Is this the legacy we were denied by the trickster?"

A pale wisp of energy that was colored yellow and smelled of rot erupted from the hundreds of mouths in Lamia\'s hair and began to connect to her fifteen Akhurils.

This energy made every Abomination here begin to resonate with each other, and a weird vibration began to arise in the air that grew stronger until one of the Reapers twitched, its horrifying head slowly turning towards the gods.

Whatever effect the presence of the gods had on the battlefield seemed to be washed away as Abomination after Abomination began to shake loose.

"This sight never gets old," Kuranes muttered to herself with a smile, seemingly not surprised that these Abominations were now capable of movements in their presence.

With an unearthly howl, a Reaper leaped at the gods, unlike any other mortal species in the universe, an Abomination feared nothing, and would strike a god without blinking.

Its bravery and madness were commendable, but it reached a few feet from the gods and then disintegrated to ash. More howls resounded all over space as millions of Abominations like a growing tide began to move and immediately attacked the gods, their hunger and madness a perverse sight to behold.

Tiberius lashed out in annoyance, "My presence is War, who dares to battle without my order?"

The entire charging Abomination stopped and they seemed to become confused, some of them turned to each other with visible confusion in their demeanor, some Abomination even began hugging each other and weeping. Lamia shuddered.