Chapter 814 Finding the Third primordial Beast.
814 Finding the Third primordial Beast.
Meanwhile, Lenny’s continuous breakthroughs had pulled the attention of all Great Demon level existences in the world. All of them, including the baroness, were puzzled as to who was having continuous breakthroughs in power. After all, the energy required for a great demon to push past the bottleneck was not a small one.
Lenny, unaware of this, went about his business.
Reflecting on the profound memories acquired from the core of the Primordial beast, Crimson Seraph, Lenny delved deep into the past, unveiling secrets that had been obscured by the annals of time. His unique ability, Gluttony, allowed him not just to consume and assimilate power but also to inherit the memories of those he absorbed. The glimpses into Crimson Seraph’s past revealed a history rich with conflict, creation, and survival.
Once, eight primordial beasts roamed, entities of immense power and ancient origin. Yet, only three survived a cataclysmic battle that reshaped the landscape of power. Crimson Seraph, the creator of the Giant Shadow Werewolves and the architect behind the city of milk and honey, stood as one of these survivors. Another was Mr. Augustus, the great dragon, whose allegiance shifted to the demons, becoming a distinguished member of the royal Abaddon Family. The third, however, remained shrouded in mystery, its whereabouts and fate a lingering question in the grand tapestry of their world’s history.
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Lenny’s contemplation also revisited the puzzle of the invitation stones—artifacts of significant power and importance. Cuban’s acquisition of four stones, through creation and other means, hinted at a broader scheme at play, a pursuit that involved not just the known players but also the elusive third Primordial beast. Lenny’s possession of two of these stones placed him squarely in the midst of this intricate game, a game that spanned realms and ages.
The distribution of the remaining stones—known to be with the undead commander, Governor Momoa, and Cuban—left unanswered questions about the final pieces. Lenny’s deduction that the last Primordial beast, long hidden yet in plain sight, held the key to the remaining stones was a revelation borne of intuition and insight. The creature’s ability to evade detection and the strategic significance of its hiding place underscored the complexity of the challenges Lenny faced.
“The best place to hide something from a thief is right under its nose,” Lenny mused, recognizing the cunning of the last Primordial beast’s strategy. This realization, coupled with the knowledge that a future Cuban might have come to the same conclusion too late to act upon it, fueled Lenny’s determination to uncover the truth.
With the city of Waterfall as his next destination, Lenny took to the skies, propelled by the urgency of his quest and the weight of the knowledge he carried. Waterfall, a name that suggested tranquility and concealment, might very well be the stage for the next act in the unfolding drama of power, ancient secrets, and cosmic destinies.
Lenny’s journey was not just a quest for power but a pilgrimage in search of truths that had long eluded the grasp of those who played the game of thrones and stones. With his new powers acquired from the core he had absorbed, getting to the Waterfall city only took him a few minutes. Lenny hovered above the city like a fly over shit.
Hovering above Waterfall city, Lenny took a moment to appreciate the breathtaking view below him. The city, shrouded in its protective invisibility dome, was a testament to demon architectural brilliance, showcasing grandeur and beauty that transcended the typical expectations of human realms. From his aerial vantage point, Lenny observed the towering structures that pierced the skyline, each building a unique piece of art, sculpted with precision and a flair that spoke volumes of the demons’ artistic conception.
The city’s layout was a harmonious blend of might and elegance, with spires that gleamed under the sunlight filtering through the dome and streets that wove through the city like threads of silver. The buildings, crafted from materials that seemed to absorb and refract light, created an ever-changing tapestry of colors that danced across the city’s surface. It was grand, undoubtedly, but there was an underlying beauty in its design—a beauty that celebrated the strength and resilience of its inhabitants.
Despite its allure, Waterfall city was under constant threat, as evidenced by the portals that sporadically appeared along the dome’s barrier. Devils, grotesque in their red-skinned malice, emerged from these portals, launching assaults against the city’s defenses. Lenny knew that such attacks were the result of a hell beast’s anguish, its cries summoning these forces of chaos in a desperate plea for release. This cycle of aggression and defense was a stark reminder of the city’s precarious position on the frontline of interdimensional conflict.
Reflecting on his past experiences, Lenny recalled the insight shared by Long Nose, a hell beast and an old comrade, which suggested the unique nature of the creature ensnared within Waterfall. The revelation that this beast was not from Hell, combined with Lenny’s understanding of primordial beasts’ abilities to adapt and assimilate, illuminated a path to a groundbreaking discovery. The primordial beasts, including Crimson Seraph and Mr. Augustus, had demonstrated an extraordinary capacity to transform and merge with other entities, blurring the lines between their origins and their adopted forms.
Crimson Seraph wanted to merge forms with Victor’s existence, and Mr Augustus had directly become a demon of a Royal family.
This adaptability, a hallmark of primordial existence, suggested that the besieged entity within Waterfall might indeed be the elusive third Primordial beast, masquerading in a form far removed from its true nature. The notion that it had hidden in plain sight, masquerading as part of the city it now protected—or possibly threatened—was a revelation that reshaped Lenny’s mission.
Armed with this new understanding, Lenny’s gaze upon Waterfall city shifted from one of mere appreciation to a focused determination. The beauty of the city, with its architectural marvels and vibrant life, belied the profound secrets it harbored.
Lenny was poised to unravel these secrets, to delve beneath the surface of Waterfall’s aesthetic allure and confront the hidden truths that lay buried within.
As he descended towards the city, Lenny’s resolve hardened. Waterfall was more than just a demon city; it was a nexus of ancient powers, a place where the past and present converged. As Lenny landed he waved his hands and balls of white flames rushed out in all direction, burning the devils all around him. At the same time, a certain fellow landed before him. This was none other than Governor Momoa himself…
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