The Primordial Record

Chapter 1146: Unleashing Hate



Shisu, the Ascendant who had released one of the most destructive events on the Lower Continent for the last ten million years, looked around one last time before he vanished, leaving the work of his hands to flourish.

A dark grin had crossed his face the instant he disappeared revealing for an instant to anyone who saw him that he had become a creature of Calamity wearing the guise of an Ascendant skin. No matter the argument he had given to his superiors there should be no reason he needed to unleash such an attack, and he was looking forward to whatever punishment he would be given, hoping it involved some kind of bodily trauma.

Shisu had always been interested in pain and suffering, building his Will on the foundations of Hate and Malice meant his mind had always been twisted, but the fiery nature of his father's presence had suppressed the demon inside of him for all these millions of years, and now that leash was gone.

When he found all who were responsible for the fall of his father, he would thank their corpses. In his arrogance, he had always thought he would be able to keep the forces of Hate and Malice in check inside his heart, but he knew that he was on the verge of breaking, even his father was slowly becoming suspicious and knowing that old man, he would have wiped him away from existence without any warning.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

He did not want to kill those who killed his father, he needed to kill them, for they had deprived him of one of his greatest sources of inspiration-The desire to reach the level of an Ascendant Sun and look his father in the soul as he slowly pushed in the killing knife.

His presence had been the leash on this attack, and the instant he vanished the ocean for hundreds of miles simply disappeared. They were not evaporated, which would have been too benign, instead, they were wiped out from existence. The purpose of the Hate Shisu had unleashed was to strip away everything from the world.

Even in his madness, he did not forget about the weird ability of his prey, and if they thought they could take away the energy from the explosion, they would be in for a rude surprise.

The red and black sun was growing, but it was slow, it did not need to rush, because it knew that nothing could stop it, and Hate savored this moment, it was rare that it was ever unleashed to such an extent. Inside the glowing ball of red was a void.

The red and black sun was like a bubble, consuming everything in its path, and when its energy had expired, it would leave nothing behind, for Hate could bear no fruit but nothing.

In a short while, not even lasting the span of a day, two massive apocalyptic events had been triggered in this world.

The first was the destruction of billions of ships belonging to the Ascendants. Among those destroyed ships were those that contained particularly deadly weapons, and the flames of Lost had absorbed all that power, magnifying the effects so drastically, that every Ascendant below the level of Dan who had been unable to unleash a cage of Time around their bodies had been thoroughly wiped out.

At the moment the exact death toll among the Ascendants was unknown, but the number would surely be frightening.

If that event had been so destructive that it could penetrate outside the barrier of this world and was noticed outside, then it was a foregone conclusion that it was witnessed around the world. Among countless continents, many eyes had looked at the heavens that had suddenly transformed into a stunning white color that only lasted for a while, but this image of beauty would stay inside all their minds, it was a shame that what came next, was not as benign.

The second was much more sinister, and unlike the first that had appeared and disappeared in a short moment, this one crept closer, slowly growing brighter, as the Aura it emanated swept through the entire realm, and the dread it gave off was like a creeping worm inside the guts.

Everyone knew that there was darkness and horror hidden in the foulest of places in this world. The light from this red sun was like a hand that seized your mind and dragged it before that horror, drowning you within it. There was no escape, and anyone experiencing it cursed their parents for giving birth to them.

Dumbstruck at the growing red sun, the golden giant looked at Lost, "What sort of evil is this? Can we stop this?"

Lost Flames shook his head, "Perhaps if I had the host of my father's Angels and all his children of the Ouroboros, I might be able to slow down the progress of this calamity, but I fear we are out of options. This is a sort of attack made by either a madman or a genius. I cannot predict the ramifications of such an attack. This has exceeded any parameters I have laid out for this conflict."

The golden giant appeared horrified for a moment before he dragged Lost, "Let's return home, I might have an idea."

"Oh, yeah, sure..." Lost replied distractedly, allowing himself to be towed by the golden giant as he watched the slowly expanding red sun behind them, his mind going through countless spells in his mental space, searching for the one thing that might give them the edge, yet fearing that even if he found it, he did not have the raw strength to counter the tide of Hate rolling down.

The red sun might appear to be expanding slowly, but that was just relative to the movements of the golden giant and Lost. The truth was that the explosion was approaching the speed of sound, and was slowly exceeding it, because it was now moving at about 1,200 feet per second.

In a lower realm, this was quite fast, but not in a higher realm, however, this did not detract from the lethality of this move that sacrificed speed for power. This explosion would destroy a million continents, and its effects would be felt among many millions more. Taking as much care to stay under the radar as much as possible, while still maintaining a decent amount of speed, in three hours, the kid no longer in the form of the golden giant returned to the city of his birth, and despite the incoming explosion being thousands of miles away, the glow from the red sun had penetrated all the way into the depths of the ocean, and despite the lights from the golden sun basking everything below and alleviating the effects of the incoming explosion by a large margin, the redness had crept unto everything and its touch could be felt.

If this was the case for Rowan's city which was being protected by the glow of his Ouroboros Bloodline, the state of the rest of the world was much worse, and despite several powerful Ascendants working in tandem to protect the zones under their care from the brunt of this attack, the number of mortals that were dying at every second, simply from looking at the dim red glow in the horizon, or even feeling its effects were hazardous.