<h4>Chapter 1822: Primordial mes (Part 2)</h4>


    The lipless mouths of the undead deformed into cruel grins after dodging the bullet, revealing that their maw extended almost to the back of their head.


    They activated the power of their fellow Draugr Chosen, further growing in size and power while the wings of the Vampire''s Chiropteran form allowed them to ?y despite the air sealing arrays.


    They moved nimbly back—to—back, in a spiral of razor—sharp ws and teeth that couldn''t be dodged in the small space of the corridor. At the same time, however, they only offered Friya a bigger target.


    It would have taken Thundercrash a while to ?re the next shot, but she had no need to wait. Friya just pointed at the iing Grendels and a bullet popped out the tip of her fore?nger.


    The senses of the Banshee and the air fusion further boosting their lightning re?exes allowed the undead to dodge again despite the close range. Yet Friya adjusted her ?nger again and a third bullet came out again, this time from too close for the undead to avoid.


    The head and torso of one of the Grendels exploded, producing a shockwave that sent the other mming against the wall.


    ‘Who would have thought that l''d ?nd a new way to use the ?rst dimensional spell that I''ve ever learned, Loop?‘ Friya thought to exin to her ?abbergastedpanions what had just happened.


    The bullets of the railgun were too fast to intercept them with a dimensional ?ssure, but Friya knew their trajectory. All she had to do to recycle a potentially missed shot was to open the entry point of the Loop spell behind her target and the exit point in Front of her fore?nger.


    Loop kept the two openings perfectly aligned, so even if the bullet missed a second time, Friya would get another attempt until she either hit her mark or lost her focus.


    The remaining Grendel got back on his feet with a kip—up, lunging at Friya with so much strength that each one of his ws generated an air de that cut through the stone of the corridor.


    Phloria moved in front of the attack and used her Adamant shield,


    Breaker, to stop it. Each one of the four Awakened could Blink to safety, but it would mean losing their advantage and giving the reinforcements the time to block the rest of the corridors.


    The Mage Knight conjured her personal tier four Spirit Magic spell,


    Stalwart Defender.


    The penta—elemental spell used the light and earth elemental aspects to form a thick barrier that only let the light in, the ?re element to convert the kic energy of iing attacks into heat that the water element would neutralize, and the darkness aspect to eat at anything that stuck at the barrier for too long.


    Thebined effect of the enchanted shield and the spell neutralized the air des before the Grendel could recover his bnce, leaving him helpless against the burst of Origin mes.


    Lith and Tista breathed each on a different side of the creature and the moment their ?ames ovepped, they produced a powerful explosion that sent the undead ?ying back.


    ''Something‘s wrong.‘ Lith said. ‘He should have died already. The Grendel''s immunity to magices from their bodies being one with their blood cores. Yet Origin mes are no magic and they should have burned him to dust already.‘


    What Lith and the rest of the members of the Hand of Fate had failed to take into ount was that with each Chosen that they killed, the survivors became stronger. Night could only share so much energy with them so the fewer they were, the more power they would receive.


    The Grendel was still alive because his body was covered by a thickyer of darkness magic that protected him from the Origin mes.


    Night''s energy ?owed endlessly, intercepting the mystical ?re before it actually reached its target.


    Yet the explosions bought Lith enough time to conjure his Void mes. The ck ?re ?lled the corridor, burning the furniture and enchantments alike before hitting the undead.


    The three types of ?ames reacted badly to each other, causing an explosion that pierced through theyer of darkness and blew the Grendel to bits.


    The group was about to celebrate their victory with a quick high-?ve when they noticed that the shockwave had turned bright white and it wasing their way. In such an enclosed space, the violence of the ?re spread along both sides of the corridor, forcing them to Spirit Blink.


    ‘Don''t you dare mix Void and two sources of Origin mes ever again!‘ Phloria said when a second look at the corridor, revealed that everything had been burned away.


    Furniture, paint, and even the pavement‘s marble tiles were gone,


    revealing the bare rock underneath.


    ‘Good gods, I never thought thatbining Origin mes could be so devastating.’ Tista said while admiring the results of their team effort. ‘I wonder if we just created the Primordial mes like Xenagrosh and her Phoenix friend.‘


    During their stay in the Desert and after receiving Xenagrosh''s lessons about Origin mes, Lith and Tista had tried several times to replicate thebined attack of the Eldritches—hybrids.


    They remembered well how the Primordial mes had dealt great damage to Night and were eager to add them to their arsenal. Yet despite their efforts and countless tries, the only thing that they had achieved was a series of explosions.


    The mes refused tobine, eating at each other like hungry beasts ?ghting over a carcass during a famine. Even after Lith had discovered the existence of the Void mes, things hadn''t changed one bit.


    The strength of the explosions was the same, the only difference was that Tista had to breathe her Origin mes in advance to not get sted away by the much faster ck ?ames.


    To add insult to injury, Tista had proved to be incapable of producing Void mes, no matter how hard she tried.


    They hade to believe that her Red Demon wyrmling form was the lesser equivalent of a Tiamat and that even if she managed to fuse her life forces together, her power would be no match for a Divine Beast.


    On top of that, they hade to the conclusion that to produce the Primordial mes, the strength of the two users had to be the same,


    like Kigan and Xenagrosh. They both produced bright violet Origin mes whereas Tista‘s blue ?ames were much weakerpared with Lith''s deep violet.


    Yet all of their assumptions ha just crumbled in the face of an overwhelming power that could only be exined with Primordial mes. The white light, the destruction of stone and spells alike would have required several tier ?ve Spirit Spells, not just three breaths of ?re.


    ''1 think I know what''s happened here.‘ Solus said from her ring.


    ‘You do?‘ Lith and Tista asked in unison.


    ''lt‘s just a hypothesis based on my empirical observations and reasoning since even the Eyes of Menadion are blinded and-''


    ‘Dammit, Solus, we are on a mission!‘ Phloria scolded her. ‘If you have something to say that can increase both our survival and sess chances, just say it. Save the lectures forter.‘


    Phloria also telepathically emphasized the sounds of battle that came from the other corridors and the possibility that soon more undead woulde, forcing them to ?ght again.