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Chapter 1233: The Horde of Gothran’Inul



In the central area of the massive realm that the Eye of Time had transformed into, there was an endless field filled with the air of the Primordial Era, for within were creatures that should not have existed in this Era for their time was long past, and yet the Eye of Time had been able to hold onto this abominable power that the Primordials had ended and brought it to a new

Era.

The air of that distant Era was caused by the inhabitants of this endless field, where from a distance they would seem like ants, but even the smallest of them here was tens of thousands of feet tall, and there was a central figure in their midst was a creature whose size was nearly impossible to describe as its form bent space and time.

Wearing armor made from silver gems and living ice, the Horde of Gothran' Inul knelt before the body of their king, a titan with a thousand arms and a hundred faces, whose eyes were the size of worlds. Their king was dead, with a massive wound on his chest where his heart was ripped from it.

This should not have hurt this titan but whoever had struck this blow had been so powerful that the remnant energy left behind in the wound had ensured that the energy of this titan was spent and still it could not heal the wound, dragging this creature that should have been an eighth-dimensional entity to the grave.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Yet this entity had a last trick up its sleeves, for in its death, every single drop of blood within this titan had given birth to an eternal army of silver and ice that surrounded its corpse, keeping it safe from all desecration until the end of time. This army was nameless, their creator after all was dead, and the Eye of Time had no authority to give them names.

It was unknown what method the Eye of Time had been able to use to gain the body of this titan, but the truth of it was rather simple, this unknown titan had died on the surface of the Eye of Time during the Primordial Era, it had been struck a terrible blow by a powerful Celestial and it had crawled unto the Eye to die, and in exchange for sheltering its body throughout time, the Eye would be able to call upon its army for three times, after the third time, the army of this titan would leave to create a new race and begin the journey of climbing back the ladder of the higher dimensions with the hopes that one day, it would be resurrected again.

This would be the last time the Eye of Time would be able to call upon this army, the first two times that it did was to save it from a life-threatening disaster, and now more than ever, it needed this power to survive.

Speaking the lost language of the Frost Titans, the Eye of Time called upon the army,

"Blood of Gothran'Inul, your weight of silver and ice I have borne for eternities without number. Of thee, I shall call, and of three you shall rise. My enemy stands all around me, and by the pledge you have borne, they are now thine own. Arise and wipe this world clean!"

This hiss came from the eight stingers at their back that shook rhythmically, since they had no mouths on their featureless face, and their tails were the only method they used in

communicating.

Life blazed anew inside the hearts of the creature and its body slammed into the endless black ocean of Doom Star, every continent in this realm had long vanished, except for the endless

ocean.

The body of the creature was miles tall, and its descent caused a massive wave to erupt, it thrashed for a bit inside the water, and in the blink of an eye, the water around it for miles froze, and it clambered out of it, easily balancing on the weird silver ice its presence had

created.

The life force from this creature was no longer that of a mortal but an Immortal, and if Rowan would peg the scope of it, he would put this creature's soul power to be equal to that of a

Minor god.

From above, trillions of this horde began to fall from the Eye of Time.

The creature that had first landed hissed and held its head, the soul of a Minor god was not enough, it collapsed in death.

Ten seconds later, life blazed anew in its chest.



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