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Primordial Descent

Before the birth of the world, there existed 6 primordial Aspects, which govern the nature and structure of everything in existence, and the ones who controlled them were none other than the supreme beings... The Primordial ones. However, of these six, there was one who sought to destroy the world and the system in which it operated. The Primordial of the sixth Aspect. This caused a great war in the Heavenly realm, causing the other 5 to rise against him. He was struck down, stripped of his Aspect and ultimately destroyed. Eventually, the world would come to know him as the Evil one, the god of despair... The Demon God. After several centuries and millennia have passed, the feared one has awakened. His rage and wrath unstoppable. Now he must have his vengeance on the 5 Primordials who betrayed him, retrieve his Aspect and destroy the world as he had intended from the beginning. This is the story of Hexarion... The Primordial of the Void, and the one who consumes all. Alternative Title: Primordial Descent. HEX: Aspect Of The Void WPC #204 (Evil Protagonist) Winner Bronze Prize PLEASE JOIN OUR DISCORD!!!  https://discord.gg/nTP43UEphg ALSO, WE NOW HAVE A SUBREDDIT COMMUNITY. Please join to interact more with other readers and the author! https://www.reddit.com/r/Magecrafspellcraft?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share This is to provide better services to you readers, and for a more direct conversation between me as an author, and you as readers. Plus, there are Original Character Designs of the novel characters in the communities. So, please... Hop on the Discord and Subreddit train! Follow me on Instagram: the_magecrafter

Magecrafter · Fantasy
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303 Chs

Annihilation

Blood splattered everywhere as Zad's head rolled on the plains, his face still bearing the last expression he had before death.

Complete terror!

"Now then, who's next?" Lauria asked, turning to the remaining mercenaries.

The mercenaries totally lost their will to fight after watching the most powerful get trumped so easily. With only a few of their numbers left, they stood no chance at all.

"She easily took down a ruler?!" They mumbled.

No one wants to die. Not even steel-hearted men of the battlefield.

They all dropped their swords and ran away, screaming pathetically. Abandoning their ruler, Borgos, who merely stood dumbfounded, they fled desperately.

"H-Hey, come back here. Don't leave me. You bastards!!!" Borgos yelled.

His legs were shaking and he could not even move. His knees gave out as he collapsed on the floor, unable to move.