The Primordial Record

Chapter 1014: Sinking Continents

This however did not stop the effect of these three strange energies ravaging his body to show any effect, from his covering body with his hand spread wide, a constant stream of blood, pus, malformed snakes, and fog streamed out like rain.

Now he could do one thing, and that was to scream. The sound that erupted from the throat of the once Explorer was like a gong that announced the outbreak of what would be the most terrifying set of events to happen in this world.

His cries were heard across certain places in this world, on the top of a mountain, the bottom of the ocean, on certain roving clouds, in the bellies of pregnant women, in some continents, the rain hitting the ground were his cries.

His madness was beginning to infect reality, and with it was fear. There were countless legends in this world about the End of days, but none came with the signs of cries from an unknown source.

The red sun that arose from the destructions of all the Null Charges did what the combined Wills of seven Ascendants could not do, it froze the Ouroboros Serpents in place, as harsh lines of red filled their bodies that brightened until it nearly turned white, before those lines exploded, drawing loud screams of pains from the serpents as the surface layer of their rocky bodies were blasted into pieces, some of them flung into the sky for tens of thousands of miles!

Exploding nearly two million Null Charges generated so much power in a relatively small area and it was the bodies of the Ouroboros Serpent that soaked a majority of the explosion, and they paid for it. Despite the supernatural density of the rock that had survived the impact from the crash that destroyed a continent and pushed it deep into the earth without a single scratch, this explosion ripped their bodies to pieces.

The Ascendants had primed the Null charges to not work against their Ascendant energies, but this eruption was nearly uncontrollable, but the inbuilt safeguard worked well enough that the damages they suffered were relatively negligible, and several detonations, like stars exploding, erupted from their bodies as they rid themselves of any influence from the charges, and they collectively breathed a sigh of relief at their near death, and they charged towards the revealed broken serpents in fury.

The two Ouroboros Serpents that were left inside the ball of flesh were spared from the effect of the blast, as the flesh of the Calamity God had received a large brunt of the damage, but the serpents had already dug deep into the flesh and they did not rise from their meal, instead, they dug deeper into it, causing the Calamity God that had not awakened for countless ages to begin stirring from its slumber.

The two Ouroboros Serpents understood that as long as they kept eating, the gain in power would spread equally among the four serpents above. In time, they would eat their way to invincibility.

For a while, the exploded body parts of the Ouroboros Serpents that shot into the skies seemed like mountains falling from the sky.

Clustered around the continent of New Hope, separated by a few thousand miles were seventeen other Continents most of them were of the New variety and there were fifteen of them.

These fifteen New Continents would most likely remain in that state for the rest of their existence, that is unless a powerful Explorer saw promises in their potential and claimed it as their own, adding the Breath of the Continent to their Natal Treasure. The remaining two were called Rising Continents.

In the instance that New Hope became a part of the Natal Treasure of a Deific Explorer like Noah Rithmast, then it would evolve to become a Rising Continent and would be referred to as Rising Hope.

These Continents that were closer to the eventual clash between three extra-dimensional entities, thousands of miles away faced a disaster of an epic proportion.

With the explosion of the Null Charges that shattered the surface layer of the Ouroboros Serpents shooting out nearly a million tonnes of rocks into the atmosphere, they did not rise too far in the air before they began to fall, but they had already traveled for thousands of miles.

The Left Hand of God hovering above the crater had not expected the explosion, no one here had, but it was still able to vapourize nearly eighty percent of the mountains that shot out of the ground, but it missed the rest, and they numbered in the tens of thousands, all having an impossible amount of mass, and moving at ridiculous speeds.

Most of them impacted the oceans, creating large swells and hurricanes that would threaten countless continents in the next few hours to weeks in the future as the massive hurricane- class waves passed through them, but the closest seventeen continents were not as lucky to endure only the rage of the sea.

No continent in this world was at peace, there was a constant battle across their surface between the Explorers and the Calamities, all ranging from large battlefields holding hundreds of thousands of combatants to small brawls between two parties, the stench of the dying and the dead never reduced, and the cry from Rowan\'s resurrection only paused this endless battle for a short while before it resumed.

However, in these seventeen continents, their battles paused again as the skies darkened before they began to brighten, and their inhabitants looked upwards in shock as flaming mountains descended from the sky.

Even before the first mountain reached the ground, the sight of it caused all those below to run mad. The pieces of a Primordial Ouroboros flesh, even if it was an avatar, broken and without power, were not something anyone could simply see without consequences.

The first \'mountain\' that landed crushed a mountain and the town underneath that held millions to nothingness, spreading heat and light that killed many more, and then the other mountains fell. It was a relentless barrage that decimated all seventeen continents, crushing them to pieces and sinking them all into the ocean.

The wails of the dying were mercifully brief.

It was difficult to ascertain the exact number of lives that were lost, but an easy estimate would place them at least three billion.

The areas where seventeen continents once lay were no more, only flames and smoke remained, and even then those were soon swept by the waves, but it was not long before the surrounding ocean around seventeen continents began to shine with such a bright red and blue glow that it painted the ocean for thousands of miles around, and the sea bubbled as from the depths of the ocean, another ocean arose, but this one was Purified Aura.

They rose into the sky, seventeen pillars of red and blue that could be seen for nearly ten million miles and releasing such an intense volume of power that nearly dwarfed anything to ever come out at a single moment in this world.

The attention of every major power in the world was alerted, such a thing could not be hidden anymore, even a mortal looking to the sky knew that claiming one of those pillars of Purified Aura would make them the next closest thing to invincible.

This world went mad.