Chapter 1586: Eldrithor, The Whispering Abyss Primordial Chaos’s roar of shock and anger was covered by the sounds of Bahamut’s maws repeatedly closing down on his prey. The maws rapidly savaged the Primordial’s body, causing his flesh and light to shatter into pieces, which were swallowed by the Primordial Beast. With the hate in he heart of Bahamut, only by totally consuming Primordial Chaos could he gain a measure of peace. Half of the body of Primordial Chaos from the waist down was already inside the mouth of Bahamut. A thousand tongues, like chains, were wrapped around him that dug into his flesh until they touched the bone, as the Primordial Beast struggled to swallow him, and Bahamut chewed down on his prey with enough force to render all of creation to dust. Even as he struggled in the mouth of the beast, the red eyes of Primordial Chaos never left Rowan. In them was pure rage; beneath all of that rage was curiosity. "You think this can hold me back for long, little insect? The rage was from the audacity of Rowan’s actions, and the curiosity was because what Rowan had shown this Primordial was new and unexpected, and no matter how angry Primordial Chaos was, it could not block his interest. "I have told you that your existence is by my grace." The body of Primordial Chaos flashed, and from his wounds, the flesh and blood transformed into massive spikes in their bullions, each with the power of Source-level treasures. With an unimaginable force, they tore through the mouth of Bahamut and exploded out of his skull. The head of the Primordial Beast was virtually vaporized, as a massive shockwave traveled down his spine, leaving enormous wounds that bled with the corruption of Chaos, and the cries of pain from Bahamut were rapidly silenced. The destruction of the Primordial Beast’s flesh did not end there. The corruption of Chaos was incredibly virulent, and it spread across the rest of Bahamut’s flesh, transforming it into a red ooze that caused time and space to collapse. It made regeneration impossible, and the wounds inflicted by Primordial Chaos could not be healed by any known means. Primordial Chaos was left with half his body, paying a terrible price for the few moments he was trapped in the jaws of the beast. He turned towards Rowan in pursuit, the light of greed and anger shining in his eyes, but Bahamut was not done. The destruction of the flesh could not end the willpower of a ninth-dimensional being. Even if he could no longer heal that part of his body, it was only because Primordial Chaos had to sacrifice half his flesh to render the body of Bahamut to nothing. Space shuddered and creation quaked as two massive shadows emerged from both sides of Primordial Chaos, who had barely regrown his limbs. From the shadows, Bahamut leaped out of it, renewed, and there was no longer just a single Primordial Beast, another exact copy of Bahamut also emerged from the shadows. In the distance, Rowan immediately sensed that the air of power around the Primordial Beast had more than doubled. It seemed that having another copy of himself had not diluted his power; instead, it was increasing Rowan was reminded about the Will of Elder and its terrifying capacity to grow as the number of Primordial Beasts increased. With the wave of power erupting from Bahamut, transforming his body until it appeared that his skin became filled with lightning, it became clear to Rowan that Bahamut had deliberately made himself a singular entity just to reduce the pressure of his presence from Reality. Two Primordial Beasts had more than tripled the weight of his existence, and Rowan was sure it would not take long before this presence would ripple into Reality. However, Bahamut no longer cared to hide. Primordial Chaos growled, "Damned beast, if you wish for your end even when salvation knocks on your door, then I shall open the floodgates of my wrath." Two great lances of blood and bone appeared on both of his hands. Their makeup was terrifying, as they came from all the blood spilled in wrath from the beginning of creation to this moment. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮 Twirling them around, Primordial Chaos blocked the attack of both beasts and pushed Bahamut back, sending crushing shockwaves that battered this space. Faster than any consciousness could follow, both lances pierced through the bodies of the Primordial Beasts multiple times, leaving corrupting wounds that rewrote the essence of the beast from his foundations, making Bahamut cry out in pain. Creation shuddered, and two more Bahamuts appeared. In that instant, the power arising from the four beasts transformed into pillars of pure energy blasted from their bodies into the heavens, and unknown stars representing the authorities of the Primordial Beast began to appear. Bahamut began to transform, no longer appearing like a beast, becoming something more humanoid. More hands burst out of Primordial Chaos’s body, and he frowned as loud waves of laughter erupted from the four Bahamuts that were slowly standing upright, "Eldrithor, The Whispering Abyss, I know your true name as the stars of our magic have called it out to me. Do you think I would forget? Did you think I would let you escape from me again?" Primordial Chaos slowly shook his head in anger and astonishment, "You break the balance of the oath!" "I no longer care for oaths, I just want to kill you." "Even if this is but a shell." "It will be the first of many to fall to my claws and fangs." "Then come, beast. I shall show you why the Abyss whispers my name in terror." Rowan had been creating several spatial tethers at the far reaches of this space, and at the declaration of battle from Primordial Chaos, he activated all of them, and he vanished into the distance, and yet, he was nearly crushed by the power that erupted as four Primordial Beasts clashed against Primordial Chaos. Hundreds of mystical shields were created in front of him with the power of creation and destruction, but they could only sustain his life when the majority of his powers were being utilized internally to push him to the seventh dimension. Other immortals would have to borrow the power of the heavens to reach this level, but Rowan had to depend on himself since he was both the heavens, the earth, and the man.