Chapter 3011 Overwhelming
The moment Little Nana appeared, it seemed obvious what her goal was. She caught the Adurna family off guard, and piggybacking off Aina's moment, she reached in and grabbed at the spirit of a shield.
The shield was truly beautiful. It was completely transparent, reflecting various shades of blue as though one was looking at clear ocean waters rather than a treasure. Though... this sort of sight was a treasure in its own right.
"STOP!" The head of the Adurna family brought out the physical shield, and her hair whipped wildly in the air as she tried to fight back.
Little Nana paled as she felt the spirit of the weapon almost slip out of her control. It was clear that the affinity she had for the weapon wasn't nearly as high as Aina's. Or, to speak more conservatively, the gap between herself and the head of the Adurna was far smaller than the gap between Aina and the Brazinger head.
Little Nana's face turned red once more with exertion. She had a look of determination in her eyes, but it was hard for her not to feel despair.
She had come out at the perfect moment, done everything right, but in the end, it felt as though her blood just wasn't pure enough. Fiind updated novels on no/v/elbin(.)co/m
This was what hurt the most. She hated the way the Great Families did things, obsessed with their bloodlines, obsessed with their purity. The number of people that they had hurt because of such things was far greater than just Aina alone. She had to watch her own brother being treated as inferior only because he was born with weaker talent than her own.
She wanted to prove them wrong, she wanted to do what Aina had done and slap their faces by having yet another one of their weapons land in the hands of someone with "weak" blood. But now, it looked as though she would fail, and that frustrated her to the point that tears pooled in her eyes.
She grit her teeth and pulled hard, using everything she had in her body, even her very soul and lifespan, but it just didn't seem to budge.
...
In the madness, this word alone was enough and pierced right into Evergreen's heart.
Aina's coercive voice had returned. It clapped like thunder and collapsed the mind and spirit. Evergreen realized too late that she could do nothing at all as the blade appeared before her.
It was right then that the Primordial Terror slowly looked over. It was highly dissatisfied. These subordinates were absolutely worthless drivel.
It snorted just a single time, and all of Aina's momentum dispersed at once. The river of blood vanished, the skeletons, ghouls, and zombies were blown to ash, and Aina's Heirloom bent back so far that it almost flew out of her hands.
Aina's body froze, not out of fear, but because she felt as though she had met an immovable wall. Veins popped up across her forehead and arms as she tried to press past this wall, but no amount of strength seemed to be enough.
She was right there, just one more step forward. But the power of the Primordial Terror was like an unfathomable chasm.
Right then, as though to pour salt into a wound, the call of a majestic bird pierced through the skies, followed by the roars of a tiger and the thunderous cadence of a dragon.
The Fallen God Beasts were no longer fallen.
They appeared across the horizon, their bodies as large as worlds and their wills no less imposing.
It seemed to be the period at the end of a story, a cap on the skies themselves, and the final swan song of Existence.
Their power was too overwhelming.