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The Primordial Record

Chapter 270: Lament For The Fallen
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For thousands of years the Great Storm had been made up of an icy chill that swept through the planet, but now it was made from flames and boiling blood.

They began eating their way through the planet and its moons, and the moon where Rowan had his battle with Dorian began to slowly crack open.

The first underground city to experience the wrath of a dying god was Mrinah. The devastation Nezrakim wrought on that city was extensive, and the Angel's final move when he pierced through the ground above the city exposed it to the devastation.

The hundreds of workers trying to seal the holes in the ground barely recognized the reason for their death before turning to ash, and the flames and blood inundated the city.

Until the end, as the endless waves of destruction swept throughout the city, the people of Jarkarr did not stop chanting his name.

That chant transformed into the Ballad of Erohim, for those that truly know the meaning of the song, it was both a song of the gods' rise, but it was also a dirge for his fall.

Their voices rose as one, even as the flames collected them all.

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It was a butter sweet farewell of a sort, as the death cry of their god revealed his end. It may not be the wish of the people when signs began to reveal itself of his rise, but they were his people, and they would follow him, even unto death.

These events happened in Trinad also, in the last city krakow , something else happened, but in appearance alone, this city died the same way as the other two.

A few tried to escape the cataclysm, but they could not run far, chief among them were the members of the Boreas Family, and they sealed themselves in enchanted vaults, while the unlucky ones did not make it, they cried as they beat their ends against the closed doors, and their pleas went unanswered before they were consumed.

Rowan had expected something like this to happen, whether it was the last act of retaliation from the god, or a side effect of killing one, he had expected large-scale destruction, and in his mind, keeping the people alive in that convoy was enough.

The ten Angels went to all corners of the planet and they showed him the events taking place.

A few months back and Rowan would have been devastated, he would have mourned it, maybe even fallen into madness at the death of untold millions that occurred due to the result of his actions.

But that was before he lost his Soul. Before he knew his bloodline would never permit weakness, and the last of his humanity was lost, as the only thing that was left an Empyrean.

He had preserved his humanity by making what he called seeds. He would never totally destroy a world, he would always leave a future, and that future he would protect from others like him who would destroy it.

It was the reason he had sent Suriel to protect them, as he no longer kept his Angels hidden because with their exposure to Erohim there was no reason to hide them any longer and with the unlocking of his Fast Travel Chamber inside his Palace of Ice, he could be more bold.

He also had access to a new chamber, but this was not the time to check, for the true battle began now.

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Suriel Wings expanded until it seemed to cover the entire sky, protecting everyone inside the convoy from the cries of the dying god to the flames and boiling blood that had begun washing through the planet.

Most of the people in the convoy, seeing the Angel, bowed in worship, but there was an argument ongoing between Nana and Circe.

The former appeared wild, as her white hair was no longer carefully kept in place, her wrinkled face was set in anger and around her were all the Guardsmen in the Convoy, from her body posture it was clear she wanted to leave the protection of Suriel and venture into the chaos outside.

"—this is madness Nana, I cannot allow you to leave. Look around you, outside this place is death."

"For the last time, do not stop me Circe, Rico is out there, and I need to get him back."

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"Rico made his decision and left the convoy to report Erohim to the family, he laid his bed now he should lie on it, besides he is at the second circle Nana, with your injuries you are barely above the Incarnation State, surely you have to understand that your decisions are suicidal."

Nana paused before her face went grim., Circe upon seeing her expression went pale, she spoke softly to Nana, "Please don't leave me, there is nothing out there but destruction."

Nana smiled sadly, "I cannot do that, we all must do our duty, same as you did long ago, now it's my turn."

Circe shook her head confused, "What do you mean? There is no duty in dying needlessly."

Nana sighed and the Aura flowing around her body became agitated, as her power level began to rise, it reached the peak of the Incarnation State and paused for a short while before blasting through the first circle, and she became an Incandescent Realm Dominator.

Her body began to change as she grew younger, her bent back due to age reverted, and her spine straightened until she stood taller than Circe, her hair went back to a sky-blue color and her beautiful face was revealed. She immediately transformed from an old woman to a beautiful lady in her twenties.

Nana's height and disposition made her appear valiant, and it was possible to imagine her valiance as a warrior in her glory days. She was at the Peak of the Incandescent Realm, only a single step to the Proclamation Realm.

Circe eyes went sad, "Nana, your injuries will erupt once more if you don't stop this act of madness." She suddenly went serious, "If you're going to be leaving, then I will not allow you to bring the rest of the Guardsmen with you. They cannot help you, and you lead them to their death.

"They must all come with me." Nana said with a tone of finality, and then Circe lost it, as anger washed over her,

"Why must you do this, tell me the precise reason, or you will have to pass over my dead body before I allow you to hurt yourself more than this. You taught me to perform all of my actions with a careful eye for details and to never make rash decisions. You were also the one that told me to use my head instead of my heart. Rico is important, but your life is also important, there is no reason to enter this storm!"