Supreme Lord: I can extract everything!

1054  Primal Trap

"You're blocking my path," One of the chubby Primal said. He was separated from his siblings, but that mattered. One of his siblings made it to the cancer of the universe and would crush it.

"I know," Sleipnir commented lightly, "And I'm more than ready to dance with you."

The chubby Primal frowned deeply and grasped the closest string of the weave. He tilted his head while staring at the Eight-legged horse.

"You and the others blocked us intentionally. You allowed our weakest brother to enter before cutting the system from the weave again. That was intentional," The Primal realized, and he wasn't the only one.

The remaining five Primal facing five Major Gods of the Rebels came to the same conclusion. "You think Xerx will die? That a little bit of Pure Aether will be enough to kill our youngest? Do you really think that a youngster like this, Michael Fang, will be strong enough to fight one of us? One of the Primal?!" The chubby Primal chortled for a few good seconds before his expression turned serious again.

"I sure you don't expect to survive this fight—..." The Primal tilted his head again, a smile blossoming on his lips, "Looks like one of yours was already killed. Did your Major Gods grow weaker or is everyone so weak because you have been fighting for the last two decades? Please don't look at me like that. You look like a donkey. But then again, your appearance is quite disgusting from the get-go. How about it? Do you want to die right away, or do you want to wait until your comrades are also dead? I don't think I've ever eaten horse meat of a Beast God. Do you taste good?"

Sleipnir frowned deeply and neighed. The Primal was more talkative than expected, but that played in his favor. The longer he and the other Major Gods could stall the Primal outside the isolated planetary system, the better.

"Are you sure my friend is dead?" Sleipnir asked, putting on a shit-eating grin while his body cracked loudly. All bones in his body began cracking as his physique shifted. The Eight-legged horse transformed slowly, its Essence integrating further into the weave. Sleipnir accepted one of the authorities he had pushed aside for thousands of years. At last, he accepted his destined fate.

The weave accepted his choice and embraced Sleipnir as if praising him for his decision.

Sleipnir finally accepted his role as the Symbol of Travelers and Adventures. He acknowledged his existence by embracing the Explorer's Authority and the Laws of the Realms.

His body first expanded before it compressed against the eight-legged creature transformed into a humanoid creature. Sleipnir's arms were coated in his expanding mane, his hooves slowly shifting into claws. The shape of his skull changed slowly and receded, but the Primal didn't pay much attention to the transformation.

The Primal was more stunned about the information he'd received. The Major God his sister had killed with a single blow, cutting him in half, was still alive. The Major God had reassembled his body after accepting the Law of the Puppet and the Netherworld Authority.

At first, it seemed like a coincidence that two Major Gods gained access to new Laws and Authorities, but more news reached the Primal. They send quick messages to each other through the weave, only to sense how the six Major God's connection to the weave grew stronger by the second.

"You've accumulated Essence for…thousands of years…to integrate yourself more into the weave and accept several Laws and Authorities to…stall time for this little nobody?" The Primal was confused, which was something relatively new to the Sleeper. He studied Sleipnir's metamorphed appearance and squinted his eyes.

"But you don't expect to win against me like this, do you?" The Primal asked.

Sleipnir grinned vibrantly. It was a shit-eating grin, revealing bits and pieces about how the Horse God felt. After being forced to stay back and survive in what felt like a prison for eons, Sleipnir was finally free. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"I might die fighting you and so will my friends, but you cannot stop us from using our Divinities, Laws, and Authorities to alter the weave permanently. No matter what you do, the weave will be altered forever," Sleipnir laughed like a maniac.

"If you fight us with all you've got, your Essence will change the weave too. But what happens if you leave us alive. Will you seal us away because you cannot defeat us without altering the weave forever? Can you do that after our power up? Can you defeat us without altering the weave? If you think so…go for it!!" "Come at me! Try me! But let me tell you one thing…"

Sleipnir was silent for a few seconds and would have smiled even brighter if that had been possible when the Primal didn't utter a single sound.

"No matter what you do, the weave will be permanently altered today. The Primal might be powerful, the strongest beings in the universe, but they cannot influence the weave as they please. The weave is your mother, your father…your flesh and blood. It created you and your siblings. Yet, we can change it."

"We can separate you, isolate you…cut you out of the weave and take you apart little by little!"

The Primal's eyes widened at the last words. He wasn't afraid of the Major Gods and didn't fear the alteration of the weave as much as his siblings, but he realized the most crucial point only after Sleipnir pointed it out.

"I…cannot sense Xerx anymore. What did you do to my brother!" The Primal hadn't sensed his brother earlier when the Major Gods jumped at them through the fissures, but he and his siblings had been too busy observing the Major Gods as their Essences integrated into the depths of the weave. This rarely happened, which was why the Primal chose to witness the magnificent scenery unfolding before them.

They had been too distracted to notice their brother's Essence. Or rather, the disappearance of Primal Xerx's Essence.

He had been separated from the weave, though only temporarily.

Still, it was the first time a Primal had been cut off the weave. Nobody, not even the Primal, knew what would happen to them once their connection to the weave was no more.

They were about to find out!

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