The Primordial Record

Chapter 1890: Cleansing Reality (10)

Prime had taken almost no time at all in vanquishing the Celestial Domain, but he preferred efficiency; this was not the case for the Ouroboros Serpents.

They could have used tact or deception, or commanded armies by the sheer power of their Aura to go against the Great Labyrinth, but they did not do this. Their challenge was loud and direct, and as the cry of pain and madness from Primordial Light cut across Reality, the roar of the Ouroboros Serpents erupted from their bodies.

The Great Labyrinth had always been a hidden place, as many immortals knew of it and dreamed of becoming Labyrinth Specters, but to become one was incredibly difficult. In a Major Era, barely a thousand Labyrinth Specters were chosen.

The roar of the Ouroboros Serpent shattered space and time, revealing the face of the Great Labyrinth to all of Reality.

This Primordial Domain had been hidden in the depths of the memory of this Reality, and Primordial Memory had fortified its safety with the memories of the countless dead that had once lived inside of Reality.

If they ever had a feeling of safety and strength, that memory was taken and forged into the walls of the Great Labyrinth. As for the method used to conceal this place, it was quite simple: anyone who gazed upon the Great Labyrinth would forget that they had ever done so.

The Great Labyrinth resembled a gigantic golden pyramid, and the roar of the serpents had shattered the force field directly responsible for wiping out the memories of all who had seen it.

All over Reality, countless mortals who had glimpsed the golden pyramid in their lifetime began to remember it. However, that memory brought anger and anguish because the Great Labyrinth not only stole the memory of its presence, but also collected various vital memories from their minds.

These memories were more likely to be crucially important to that immortal; it could be the memory of a husband, lover, treasure, technique, or home. Any memory that was most precious was stolen.

The source of power for Primordial Memory was, of course, memories, and only these precious memories could generate the sort of power he wanted.

With the present length of the Ouroboros Serpents, they could easily coil around the entirety of Eosah’s Reality thirteen times over. So, when inside Reality, they could not reveal their true form or move directly through space.

They uncoiled from a deeper dimensional layer, transcending the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth dimensions of space, time, and memory, and they surrounded the Great Labyrinth. Yet, they were so massive that only their heads and a small part of their necks were revealed; the rest of their bodies were still coiled inside higher-dimensional spaces.

Their presence could no longer be hidden, and all over Reality, mortals and immortals alike were strong sights that were branded into their spirit and soul. There would be countless transformations across Reality from this sight alone, but that was another story for the future.

The aura from the serpents brushed against the Great Labyrinth, causing billions of sparks the size of stars to explode from the contact and fly out into Reality with speeds that could tear through universes. Thankfully, most of the sparks clashed against the scales of the serpents and dissipated; the few that went through were lost in the darkness.

“GROAN…. SCREECH!!!”

The labyrinth groaned under the weight of the serpents, as the force from their bodies threatened to crumple it to dust, and the Labyrinth responded with the only language it knew: memory.

A greenish barrier sprang up around the barrier, and an echo of the first defenses inside of Reality, the Aegis, the Singularity of Eosah’s Reality, but unlike the broken shield left behind after the Primordials had drained it of all its energy, this barrier was a perfect replica of the true might of Aegis.

This was a barrier meant to withstand the birth and death of Realities, and Primordial Memory had taken that memory to imbue it inside the walls of the labyrinth.

Situated at the tip of the pyramid, a man with short golden hair and flames blazing from his eyes looked at the serpents with fury. However, it was surprising that much of his fury was not directed towards the serpents but towards his main body.

Primordial Memory knew that what waited for him was death; there was no way to avoid it.

Previously, he had wanted to hurt Rowan by rewriting the memory of Reality, but that all depended on Rowan’s actions, since there were certain moves that Rowan could not take; otherwise, the consequences would be devastating for both parties.

However, it seemed that something had happened to change the whole dynamics. Primordial Memory was not a fool; he had felt the pressure of his main body vanish outside of Reality, and before he could come to terms with the meaning of this change, Rowan had cut off this Reality from Limbo.

His main body had left, and he had not bothered to pick the Memory that was left inside Reality, and even though Primordial Memory knew that merging with his main body simply meant death, the manner by which he was discarded still stung.

Rowan was still alive, so it meant that his main body most likely felt it still had uses for him, and so he was served as a sacrificial lamb to sweeten the deal.

All of his ambitions were to be a minor prize, sent to a child just to calm his temperament.

“If you think I am going without a fight, you are wrong. After I kill Rowan, I will come for you all.”

The Origin Ouroboros Serpents, which was slowly descending towards the glowing barrier, suddenly paused; it seemed they all heard the words from Primordial Memory.

A glance passed between the serpents, and their bodies began to shrink, from being large enough to encircle Reality multiple times to barely surrounding a planet, but they continued to shrink; however, they did not stop moving forward.

Primordial Memory frowned at this change, but he did not care. Aegis would hold them long enough for him to rain down devastation upon these beasts, and as if they heard his thoughts, the shrinking serpents began to laugh, and there was no humor in their voices, only coldness.

They reached the memory of Aegis, and they did not slam their bodies against it; instead, they twisted their bodies into a new axis of movement and slipped around the shield.

The ability to bypass Aegis came from the fact that they were connected to the Origin Land of Eos, whose depths were deeper than Eosah’s Reality, and with Rowan creating a new branch of time and space to encircle this Reality, the serpents could use this to their advantage.

Primordial Memory gasped, “What?!…”

Now the size of planets and hovering in the heavens, the serpents curled among themselves, and they watched the Primordial below them, and they laughed. At the same time, the six serpents spoke,

“Little Primordial wishes to kill the Creator, how long shall we make him scream?”

Suddenly, their laughter cut short, and a feral hiss emerged from their maws… since their birth, this was the first time that the serpents had hissed.

Quicker than lightning, they struck at the Primordial.