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The Primordial Recordchapter 535: murrihm's tale

At the moment Murrihm wanted to retreat, those 'rocks' had all blazed to life, emitting a kind of power he had never felt before, he had also sensed a larger reverberation of this power far into the distance that made him shudder in despair.

'It would seem like he was already in the pit of the vipers,' Murrihm thought, 'if he retreats now, he would hardly come out of here with any meaningful information, and if perhaps it was because of a fluke he had been able to enter this place, then it would be a great shame if he did not take advantage of this chance.'

Murrihm trusted his guts and his powers, pushing his anxiety to the side, if he wished to stay hidden inside the depths of space then it would be difficult for even a High God to detect his presence, this was a unique ability he had that had kept him safe for a long time, and made him a particularly valuable member of the God's Forum.

He stayed somewhere just near the surface of the Underverse barely touching the edges of the Great Darkness outside the universe, this was a place most could not see or even attempt to reach.

He was untouchable here.

It had nearly been a month since he started his investigations, but he had barely unearthed any information about what these creatures with golden armor and flaming wings were, the only thing he knew was that hundreds of Minor Worlds in this stretch of space had been altered.

It was with great horror that he surveyed all of them, covered in dense apocalyptic storms and emitting Auras that made his heart freeze.

Any time he caught sight of these worlds it was almost as if he was not looking at a planet, but the beating heart of a creature. His time here made Murrihm feel more like a mortal than another moment in his life, and yet he could hardly see any movements, except for the beings with flaming wings ceaselessly patrolling the area.

'What was their purpose? How were they able to do the things they were doing without any visible location where such great powers would emanate from?'

All these thoughts were in the mind of the god as he went deeper into the region until he saw a Divine Palace floating in the void.

Murrihm knew the true perpetrators of this calamity lay inside this mysterious Divine Palace that was floating alone in the void.

This area was filled with mysteries, and no matter how much he tried, he could not penetrate through the defenses of this palace, even though he was mostly immaterial and fully invisible, he instinctively knew from his Divine Sense that if he got too close to any of these golden beings, that he would be detected.

He had never tried getting close to any Angel, the eyes on their Divine Armor had a penetrative quality that made him understand that he would be detected.

'How fascinating, yet incredibly scary too.'

After a while, he had nearly given up, he had gathered all the information that he could and he planned on visiting one of those chaotic worlds and finding out what was happening on their surfaces, when the the appearance of a Tribulation changed the entire gameplan.

With the chaos of the upcoming Tribulation, he had managed to slip into the Divine Palace, and although he did not witness any of the Tribulation, the Aura that came from it was powerful and disturbing, as his curiosity was peaking, another second greater Tribulation arrived and when Murrihm had sensed the might of this Tribulation even while shielded from the vast brunt of it inside the Divine Palace, he knew he could not be anywhere closer to a being who could summon a Tribulation like this.

Yet his plans to escape were foiled when a bright blue light surrounded the entire Divine Palace, and he had sensed himself moving across vast distances with no visible change in time, there was no hint of any Teleportation Energy associated with this movement, only an unreasonable amount of speed that was many times faster than the speed of light.

Murrihm had witnessed enough, and he wanted to escape immediately, he did not know what sort of powers he had infiltrated, but there was enough evidence for him to understand that what was happening here was so far beyond him any more time wasted here was a sure recipe for disaster.

During his wandering through the halls of the Divine Kingdom, he consistently stuck to the edges of it, trying to find an open area he could escape from, but unfortunately for him, Rowan did not place his personal chambers in the center of the Divine Palace where it was generally known to be safer, but towards the edges of the Divine Palace so he could have easy access to his surroundings.

After all the Divine Palace itself was not meant as a protection for him, it was far too weak for that purpose, it would better serve the mortals here.

This was how Murrihm had wandered into Rowan's chambers and laid eyes on the being who was most likely at the root of everything happening inside this place, there was no way he could tell that this was true, but he could feel it deep in his heart, there was something regal about this man, that reminded him of a High God.

'Was this their enemy?'

At first, he was a bit surprised that the dreaded figure seemed to be nothing but a mortal, although everything about his disposition screamed grace and incredible power, there was no trace of Divinity in his body, which mostly came from the fluctuations of an Immortal Soul.

This was the great divide between gods, Archmages, Demon princes and so many other powerful forces in the universe, they all had a Divine Soul that was capable of shouldering the burdens of great powers, and Rowan's lack of an Immortal Soul made any great power firmly believe he was not that powerful.

The god knew that appearances could be deceiving, and his speculations were soon rewarded when he saw six ethereal serpents crawl out from the so-called mortal body, and unlike Rowan who appeared like a mortal, there was nothing benign about these creatures.

From the moment they appeared Murrihm was almost frozen in place because he could feel their eyes tearing through the void, it would take only a brief move from him to be discovered.