Chapter 369: Mortals Plan and Gods Cry

Primordius The death bindings, combined with the curse that was randomly increasing and decreasing his soul defenses, the suppression from t

Primordius

The death bindings, combined with the curse that was randomly increasing and decreasing his soul defenses, the suppression from the universe, and the attacks from Arthur and Elandra, were bad, putting Primordius into the worst state he’d ever been in as an elder god. Then, somehow, Immortalia had shown up, obviously working with his grandson, and sacrificed her life to release a set of God rank diseases that specifically targeted humans.

This pressure finally pushed him over the edge.

After being stuck at the peak of middle grade for over 50 trillion years, his True Law of Violent Inferno advanced to high grade, and his middle grade True Law of Savage Tempest quickly followed, three of his six main True Laws now at a level higher than the Laws of any other elder god.

Stormlord’s Rage.

For the second time during the fight, Primordius activated his berserker skill, the storm around him from his Stormlord’s Presence increasing in strength, the lightning bolt spear from his Thunderstrike Spear increasing in power, and his normally azure lightning turning red.

Three of the diseases which had infected him started to multiply even faster, feeding off the power of his lightning, but four others were completely burnt out of his system by the increased heat provided by his berserking energy. The bloodline curse became a bit harder to fend off as his energy became more violent. And his defenses against Elandra’s emotional manipulation magic became lower. But his power increased, and it was enough to get out of his main predicament.

With all his strength and magic, Primordius tore through the illusory snakes made of death energy binding him, slightly surprised by the lack of reaction from Elandra even as Arthur continued to attack him. Then, instead of attacking either of them or the undead elder gods, who were preparing a second set of bindings, he rushed at the portal to the Prime Material, aiming to break through the formation which had just allowed the suicidal phoenix goddess through.

Before he could move even 100 meters, however, a doppelgänger of the Mistress of Oaths and Deception exited from the portal and blew itself up as well.

In almost an instant, Primordius lost his connection to all his believers, and all the power he gained from faith energy, his divine roles, increased stats, and further enhanced energy regeneration fading from his body.

His berserking energy became harder to control. The plagues in his body, feeding off his lightning and energy, began to eat at a rate almost faster than his regeneration could recover, soon to surpass it if he did nothing. And it immediately took far more of his concentration to fight against the curse trying to corrupt his soul than it had before.

When he tried to charge through the portal to the Prime Material spear first, putting the full force of his body and energy into the attack, he failed, bouncing off the hard surface of the formations his family had put in place, but then Arthur body slammed him again, forcing him back into the formation, and this time it broke.

The two of them passed through the portal, and there Primordius saw the Heavenly Spark Soul King for a split second as his grandson, again with that ridiculously sharp sword of his, cut off his left leg, grabbed it, and then rushed through the portal in the other direction, either not quite as prepared to escape as he had been before or for some reason wanting to go where Elandra and three undead elder gods could immediately attack him.

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Aalam

Man plans and gods laugh. And in this case the god was the Divine Child.

Aalam had been ready for Primordius to attack the defenses over the portal, Mila having sent a doppelgänger to help take away his grandfather’s faith energy precisely in case of such an eventuality, but he hadn’t planned for an immediate second attack by the evil sin god, so he’d had to improvise.

Portals that could allow elder gods through generally had too much energy flowing through them to support the creation of demiplanes, so he’d had no time as the two gods passed through, but, thanks to Mila having clones Watching both sides of the portal and his connection to her, he’d known they were coming.

So, he’d set his sword, Legacy of the Fallen, in the right position to cut off his grandfather’s least protected limb and then stolen that limb and brought it to the main universe of the undead.

There he threw the limb toward the Empress of Vampires, an expert at curses almost at the same level as his wife, and then, making use of his minor omnipotence in universes he controlled, he teleported away at a faster rate than he’d normally be able to.

The undead elder gods, seemingly surprised at his appearance, didn’t attack him in time, too busy heading toward the portal themselves, and Elandra, the individual he’d been most scared of, was for some reason just staring off into space, even as he sensed the plagues he and Nana Xara had created to be supercharged through Immortalia’s temporary sacrifice eating up more and more of her energy. So, he got away cleanly, moved to another universe that had temporary A rank portal connections to both the undead’s main universe and the Prime Material, and went to where Mila’s main body was using the giant Death Star like space station, Babylon I, as a giant focus for the bloodline curse she was using against his grandfather.

“Something seems weird about Elandra,” Mila said as he arrived and started pushing his own energy into the giant artifact, enhancing it by another level while Mila focused almost all her attention onto the curse, continuing to pour her own energy into the altar in the room where he’d advanced to A rank, an altar made from the bodies and souls of Aalam’s three uncles and aunt and biological material Aalam had created to match Primordius’s own.

“I noticed as well. Do you think there’s another secret we don’t know.”

“Possibly.” Mila looked thoughtful for a fraction of a second before continuing the rapid speed conversation they were having through their bond. “But it doesn’t change things right now. We’ll figure it out when she dies.”

Through the senses of Mila’s clones, they then watched as the three undead elder gods entered into the Prime Material, the Empress of Vampires quickly flying off to set up a curse of her own using the lives of possibly trillions of mortal humans instead of her own energy, and Aalam debated in his mind whether he should go save them.

On the one hand, the curse would hurt Primordius even more, and the man seemed to have advanced three of his Laws to the high grade True Law level, something which was utterly terrifying. On the other hand, Aalam likely wouldn’t get a better chance to get another of the undead elder gods alone to help power up his Universal Undeath Cleansing Chain Lightning.

His Villain’s Clean Vengeance oath wouldn’t be affected either way, but Aalam knew he’d feel less icky if he at least tried to save them, so he released a clone containing his soulstructures aligned to the elements of lightning, life, death, light, darkness, space, and time and had it travel as fast as it could to intercept her.

He wasn’t able to make it in time to stop all the deaths, several billion mortals still losing their lives, and the curse initiating to create even more minor debilitating effects on Primordius, but, when he arrived and released the Universal Undeath Cleansing Chain Lightning against the Empress of Vampires, no more souls were sacrificed except the undead elder god’s own, his specialized lightning growing even more powerful.

At the same time, Elandra seemed to get over whatever had caused her to space out and charged through the portal again, joining the fight between the Divine Child, still shaped like a nine-headed demon bird, and the two remaining undead elder gods against Primordius even as she used part of her concentration to fight against the various plagues she’d missed the best time to rid from her body.

As Aalam didn’t control the Prime Material, the added suppression effect on Primordius was gone, but the Prime Material was a much more powerful universe than the undead’s main universe, its natural suppression effects larger, so the difference wasn’t huge. Primordius, as a controller of natural energy, had far more resistance to universal suppression than most.

The undead, however, were now suppressed as well, unlike when they’d been in their own home universe, and the suppression effect on the Divine Child was larger. Only Elandra, as a true native of the Prime Material, wasn’t suppressed at all, and this made her power about 10% higher than when she’d been in the undead’s main universe, though the plagues lowering her concentration took away most of those gains.

All in all, the two sides of the battle were again balanced, the ridiculousness that was Aalam’s grandfather allowing him to fight against four other elder gods, three of them particularly powerful, even with him and Mila doing everything they could to lower his power.

“You know,” Aalam said as his clone started to return to the Babylon I and Primordius finished regrowing his leg, “I’m thinking we might want to change our highest priority to killing my grandfather. I don’t think we’re going to get another chance at this if we fail here, and I’d rather not have to take all our people and run for millions of years.”

“Yeah.” Aalam could feel the frustration Mila was feeling as she agreed, his wife obviously still worrying about her apprentice and the others Elandra’s soul plague was affecting. “Ideally, however, all of them die.”