The Primordial Record - Chapter 1141

Chapter 1141: Inheritance Ground



Anyone in the fifth-dimensional level could do what the Chaos Door could do and create multiple Avatars, placing them all across space-time, but that would lead to wastage of so much Aetherium Essence they would have to be transporting mountains of higher-level treasures to make it worth the cost, because, unlike Aether that could be easily regenerated or collected, Aetherium was rather difficult to grow and maintain.

It was unlike the Chaos Door whose Avatar that had all the advantages of being created by Aetherium was instead created by the power of his Chaos Bloodline and so the price he had to pay was substantially lesser than what others had to pay for such a thing.

In addition to this, Labaletai had the bloodline of Chaos, making him a Chaos Blood, this meant he could enter the third-dimensional universes present inside the Great Darkness without much hassle, a feat that was extremely difficult for even a fourth-dimensional entity, talkless a fifth.

There were great treasures in the third dimension, from their Isles of Rest to Universal Wills, to the birth of mortal creatures who were perfect vessels to transmit higher level bloodlines and so much more, and Labaletai's small wooden fingers could be found in many of those places.

All of these made the Chaos Door hold a unique position in reality. Not only did he become one of the richest fifth-dimensional entities to ever exist, but he was also one of the most well-known beings in all of Creation.

He was worshiped across countless universes and dimensions, praised as a being who brought knowledge and enlightenment to countless realities, and if it were not for the shackles of his bloodline, the Chaos Door could have become a far more powerful higher dimensional entity. It could be said that his bloodline brought him to his present height and it also gave his ambition a ceiling. No matter how much adoration or power he gained, his level was forever fixed, and despite the fact that he stood above countless multitudes, all he could see was the countless more on top of him, standing at a height he would never reach, until the end of everything. It was not a pleasant thought.

The Chaos Door could be found everywhere, in most universes and realms, his pale green door could be seen. In the depths of the ocean, on the top of a mountain, in the middle of a desert... all who sought to look for new realms beyond their own could reach almost every corner that the Chaos Door had touched, but for a hefty price.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

His reach grew wider with every new realm or universe he was able to gain admission into. The Chaos Door was immortal and had been alive for many Minor Eras. When the blood of Chaos that escaped his eternal prison found the broken door, he was born, and with his talent, he had reached this point.

The Throne of Chaos was made from stone and frozen blood, and it was cracked in the middle, a large part of its upper portion was sliced off, and it hovered in the air at the center of the Inheritance ground.

It appeared simple from afar, but the aura it exuded was so powerful that anyone who came near it was condemned to instant death. It was the greatest source of confidence for the Chaos Blood, because in this Inheritance Ground, the power of the Throne of Chaos could be channeled in a limited manner, and this ensured that in this place, every Chaos Blood was safe, and except for the attack of a Primordial, this Inheritance Ground would never fall.

For as long as anyone could remember, there had never been a moment where anything could come as close to the Throne of Chaos without dying, yet they could see that the vibration was increasing with terrible intensity, and unexpectedly the space below the throne began to crack.

Cried of shock and horror swept through the ranks, as many of Chaos children fell on their knees, especially from the ranks of the Slaves of Chaos-This was the faction that refused to use the technique created by Caine, the firstborn of Chaos to remove the Intent of Chaos from their bodies.

They wished to be nothing but tools for the great Primordial Chaos and they considered it the greatest of evils to remove the Intent of their Primogenitor from their bodies. The rest of the Chaos Blood like Labaletai chose to remove the Intent of Chaos from their bodies to stop his mad ravings inside their Spirit and to finally end the great war that had gone on for many

years.

From the shattered space below the throne, a mighty hissing sound was heard, and then another and another until the hissing sound became so loud that it would have killed a lesser

immortal.

Then the head of a massive serpent emerged from the tear in space, and it was just the first.