
                                                                                        <div> Chapter 2163: This Is My Home
<p> Eva was not the only one given a special weapon, Telmus was also given one as well, and it gave him the ability to control another hundred Archai. This meant that, through the Archai, Eva and Telmus could communicate instantaneously.
</p><p> During the planning before this battle, Eos had told them of the secret enemy whom he had also suspected had taken root in the Origin Realms, the Luminious, the hidden hand behind the Ancient Primordials.
</p><p> And above them was the one that was mostly responsible for the fate of Existence, Enoch, the First Creator, a mad Luminious whose actions had led to the unceasing expansion of Existence, and who was banished for this act, and now that he had returned, his sole purpose would be to wipe out all life left inside Existence. In this age, the only place left with life was the Origin Realms.
</p><p> The hand of this being clenched, and the breach tore wider, sending intense shockwaves that pushed Myrra into the distance with a scream, and it was a good thing that Eva had called for a retreat, else many Primordials would have fallen.
</p><p> Through the gap, the defenders could now see the Blackened Scar as an eye of absolute darkness staring directly into the heart of the Origin Realms. It was from it that the endless hordes were emerging.
</p><p> There was also another detail that sent a wave of fear through the hearts of every Primordial. The massive hand overhead that had shattered the shields was connected to the massive body of Enoch, and his second hand had stretched across Existence and rested on the Blackend Scar.
</p><p> Enoch’s body was so massive that it was as if the entirety of Existence could barely fit him, and this was centered on the fact that most of the beings here could not even see his true form, only a small part of him.
</p><p> And the face without features smiled as it noticed thousands of spots of light flying towards him.
</p><p> "Eos, you send pests against me?" a voice speaking a language so ancient that none here could understand it, and yet its meaning came to them all the same, "Where are my cursed children? Let them return the gift I gave them."
</p><p> These lights were the Incarnations of Eos who had assumed the remnants of the Ancient Primordial system; they numbered 6,320, and they were all Primordials.
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                                </div><p> Eva and the Primordials watched them fly past as they were evacuating to the next Origin Realm. The creation of these Incarnations was for times like these, when they met a challenge they were not able to withstand.
</p><p> Much of the shields around the Origin Realms had shattered, and they needed to defend their home against an infinite tide of bodies.
</p><p> The hand had not shattered the entirety of the shields of the Origin Realm, only stretched it out, so a total of seventeen Origin Realms now lacked the shield to cover them from the infinite horde above.
</p><p> From defending a single realm, they had to defend seventeen, but with Eva here and the other hidden preparation they had made, they would be able to hold on, just as long as these Incarnations were able to hold back the First Creator, Enoch.
</p><p> The seventeen Origin Realms blazed like dying stars as defensive options began to light up all over them in readiness for the infinite horde descending upon them.
</p><p> With the lessons learned from defending the Realm of Spatial Harmony, every Primordial here knew not to delay a moment in their preparation. In the midst of all the bleakness of war, four hundred new Primordials from the fifth generation who were still undergoing their tribulations completed the process of becoming Primordials, and the defenses of the Origin Realm were bolstered as there were now close to 1,500 New Primordials.
</p><p> This gave them hope, but there was that invisible anger that, among the Primordials, there may be hidden traitors like Myrra who would choose to destabilize the defenses of the Realm.
</p><p> Where once a single shield had held, now the sky over a dozen worlds was torn open, and through the wounds poured the abominations of the Ancient Primordials in numbers that defied comprehension.
</p><p> This war would never have reached this state without the traitors within, but knowing the intricate mindset of the Grand Creator after the many tales of his deeds and stories had reached the minds of the Primordials, they knew that he would have made a plan for this, and they only had to concentrate on what they needed to do and leave the rest.
</p><p> The traitors would be found, and they would suffer all the pains that could be inflicted on the body and the soul.
</p><p> Eva stood at the nexus of the retreating forces, her blade of stars held high. Behind her, the Archai had multiplied, no longer a hundred, but three hundred, their threads of light weaving a lattice that stretched across the void between the seventeen realms. Each thread was a conduit of Eos’s essence, a lifeline connecting the defenders to a power far beyond their own.
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                                </div><p> She could not control all three hundred Archai, but there was no reason to; each of them was fiercely intelligent, and when needed, they could follow the lead of Primordial Revelations.
</p><p> "Formation Delta," she commanded, her voice cutting through the chaos like a razor. "Primordials of the First and Second Layers to the forward bastions. Third Layer and above, anchor the rear. The Old Ones and lower immortals are to be shielded at all costs. We cannot afford to lose more of them."
</p><p> Around her, the Primordials moved with the precision of a machine honed over a hundred million years. Thousands of them, some still bleeding from their shattered chains, others bearing wounds that would have killed lesser beings, took their positions. The light of their Origins blazed across the darkness, like a constellation of defiance against the swallowing void.
</p><p> With the mental alacrity of a Primordial, every newly born Primordial was fully aware of the plan for the defenses, and they moved into the position given by Primordial Revelations.
</p><p> They all knew that Eva was the General of the Grand Creator who had followed him from the beginning, but she was usually extremely lowkey and did not show off this side of her, not until she struck down Myrra and took the lead.
</p><p> Aetheron was the last to leave his realm, even after everyone had left. His body had reformed from the golden mist, but he was diminished as his Origin Core was cracked, and his power was a flicker of what it had been.
</p><p> Yet he stood at the edge of his dying world, watching the face without features press further through the breach.
</p><p> With the remnant of his energy, he was pulling trillions of life from the lower portions of his Origin Realm and sending them to others. He would not be able to save everyone; he would barely save ten percent, but he could not stand by and watch as they were consumed by the horde.
</p><p> "You should have retreated," Eva said, appearing beside him, the light of the Archai surrounded her like a cloak of living light.
</p><p> Aetheron smiled, and there was no bitterness in it. "This was my home. I wanted to see it one last time."</p></div>
                

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Chapter 2163: This Is My Home

Chapter 2163: This Is My Home Eva was not the only one given a special weapon, Telmus was also given one as well, and it gave him the ability to control another hundred Archai. This meant that, through the Archai, Eva and Telmus could communicate instantaneously. During the planning before this battle, Eos had told them of the secret enemy whom he had also suspected had taken root in the Origin Realms, the Luminious, the hidden hand behind the Ancient Primordials. And above them was the one...

The Primordial Record

Chapter 2163: This Is My Home

The Primordial Record - Chapter 2163: This Is My Home