The Primordial Record

Chapter 1148: Dawn (1)

Chapter 1148: Dawn (1)

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Although the god-child had made many meetings with the Elders in the past, this was the first time he was addressing the entire Blood Blessed and there were many scribes among them who took down his words, and discussion rapidly broke out among the people as the god-child and majority of the Elders went into closed doors.

One of the Blood Blessed below nudged his neighbor and drew him closer, whispering, "I told you. He has finally admitted he is a god, so that means you owe me three months of kitchen duties. Since you don't want to tell me the recipe for your meat bun, then you are simply going to be cooking it for me, every day, for the next three months."

The neighbor groaned in exasperation, his eyes darting around in panic before summoning courage and retorting, "Is that what you should be focusing on right now? We are about to fight a war that would lead to all our deaths. Have you spoken to your family, tell that poor girl Rosa about your love for her, or the many million other things you should be doing instead of pestering me about this matter."

The man appeared shocked at the harsh rebuttal, but then he smiled, knowing he had his friend by the throat,

"Death, life, all are beneath the power of a promise. I won this bet fair and square, and if we survive what is to come, you shall not squirrel out of it. I want your word. Kitchen duties for three months, making me meat buns!"

"You... you," the face of the neighbor turned white in anger, "You do know that your assumption is false, right? He never truly admitted that he was a god, you are using a measure that is inconsistent with the rest of his words. To tell the truth, what is a god? Give me a definition. If I say I am a god, does that make me automatically a god? There are so many things that go into this matter that you cannot simply define someone as a god by their say- so."

"Hahaha... I knew you would come up with this argument, and I am prepared for it."

The man licked his lips and began to fish inside a seemingly bottomless pouch that he stuck his entire hand into, pulling out various odds and ends,

"You must not have known since your head is usually stuck in combat, but a massive library was unearthed a month ago, filled with all kinds of knowledge, some of the Elders are saying the knowledge within that library can be considered infinite, I have been able to gather a few definitions of godhood, knowing your character, it is well that I made the trip..." he cleared his throat and the argument between these two faded into the collective noises from the crowd.

A moment before, the god-child and the emissary of the Creator had followed the majority of the Elders into a closed-door meeting that was expected to last for only minutes before the order for what was expected of them all was given out, so everyone here was trying to connect and get rid of the pressure in their heart with whatever method they had.

They were a warlike society, and so the fear of death was something they had all accepted and learned how to manage, and what was happening here was to remind themselves of all they had to lose.

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In the ongoing closed-door meeting, with the help of Lost, the boy had quickly transmitted everything that had taken place to the Elders, his summoning at the Ascension Spear, the battle above the threshold, his present state as a golden giant with all seven points in his star lit up, the harrowing chase by thousands of Ascendants and finally the apocalyptic attack.

In the center of the hall was a graphic representation of the red sun that was eating its way through everything, and in less than two days it would be here.

"The thing of note is simple," the boy began when he saw that every Elder here had come to speed with the previous events and had seen what was coming,

"With our present defenses, there is no way we could stop the tide of destruction rolling towards our home, although I don't know what sort of attack that red flame is, I do know that with the power of our bloodline and creation at the tip of our fingers, collectively, there is nothing we cannot do."

"That is a Will-based attack, there is nothing we can do to stop it" Lost muttered, but due to the silence in the hall, and everyone here being a golden giant, they all heard him,

"What was that again?" the boy asked in puzzlement.

"This so-called red sun is not made from flames or any sort of energy-based attack that you understand. It is a higher-dimensional attack that uses concepts instead of energy and also harnesses other dimensional forces. My previous death came about because I was defending against a similar attack, although it was one that was extremely weaker than this one."

Seeing that he had all their attention, Lost sighed and spoke louder, he thought that if these people were doing the noble thing to fight, then it was the least he could do to make sure that they understood all the facts of the subject,

"A Will-based attack from such a high-level Ascendant will carry the property of Time and Space, and from what I can infer from the red sun, it would also hold other higher dimensional properties that even I cannot understand, it is nearly impossible to defend against it unless you have similar powers. The Time and space portion of this attack would ensure that whatever is impacted by the attack would not be able to escape its effect. A single touch means death, and the power behind this move is so vast, that everyone here can consider it to be nigh-infinite."

The child seemed to think about something and then he smiled, "Lost, you said it is nearly impossible to defend against Will-based attacks without Will, is that truly the case?"

"Of course, Energy-based defenses like what wraps around the city could only hold back a fraction of the power of the attack, and the many higher dimensional properties of the red sun would simply slip past the defenses and eradicate them from the core."

"Are there no exceptions?" the child asked with a weird smile on his face,

Lost was becoming interested, knowing this child must be onto something, "Why are you asking such questions, kid?"

"We don't have much time, so I will try to compress as much information as I can in a short amount of time, but you will be following me around because we need to begin our preparation."

Lost nodded, "Of course, color me curious, I want to know the thoughts inside that head of yours."

The boy smiled, "During the first battle between our people and an Ascendant, something peculiar happened during the battle, is there any chance that you are aware of it?"

"Give me a moment,"

Lost closed his eyes and began to request the portion of Rowan's memory that detailed those events. Although he was a part of Rowan's power, it was impossible for him to merge with the full scope of his mental space, doing such a thing would surely be thrilling, for about one second before his Spirit would be torn apart, he would be like a child trying to swallow an

ocean.