Chapter 688 A Heavy Heart

Chapter 688 A Heavy Heart

Circe no longer looked back, as the light from the explosion was now fully covered by the gigantic bodies of the Ancestors of all seven families. Archimedes thankfully stopped talking and snuggled closer to Circe.

The Lightning Kirin above all else knew how tyrannical the Ancestors of the Major Family were, as a Lightning Kirin she had a bloodline talent that gave her nine lives. Every time she was killed, she would be resurrected anytime there was an intense lightning storm.

She had been killed eight times by some of the figures sitting around this fire, so she knew they were to be feared. After Ohrox had died, Archimedes had gone mad, and only luck had kept her alive, or perhaps being down to her last life curbed her reckless nature.

They soon reached their destination—A traveling caravan that stretched into the horizon and beyond it, like a massive snake, the caravan moved with surprising speed over the plain.

Circe, who had spent so much of her life as a merchant had easily found a resonance inside her when living among these people, and since they never stayed in one place for long, it was the best way to keep under the radar.

The most powerful presence in this caravan was an Earth god and Circe could easily slip in under his nose.

The world was rapidly changing, since the bloodline lock over the Children of Trion had been lifted two decades ago, Earth gods had begun to sprout like weeds.

After a million years of accumulation, the amount of Pyre Lords in existence was uncountable and had been stuck at the Third Great Circle, with a life span of ten thousand years, many Pyre Lords had perished, but there were many methods to extend their lives, and the most safest was by hibernation.

Over the years many Pyre Lords had chosen to go to sleep in the hope that one day the bloodline lock would be lifted.

Their hopes were not wasted for with the bloodline lock lifted they had all begun to awaken, and with every year that passed, thousands of them stepped into the Earth god level.

This was the reason why Circe chose this caravan. The fantastic sight on the horizon could be seen from this place, as seven massive figures whose heads touched the skies sat together. Such a view made an entire section of Trion ground to a halt.

It was not every day that the Ancestors could be seen. Roger the Earth god on the other hand chooses to move faster away from them, he knows that such massive changes always come with an equal amount of danger.

Circe quietly alighted on her personal carriage. She had selected a carriage that was autonomous and powered by a fairly powerful Spiritual Intelligence Matrix. This matrix detected its Control Rune when Circe got close to it and opened a hatch at the top for her to easily access its interior, greeting her with a deep male voice, while informing her that a hot meal and a bath had already been prepared for her.

She descended into a comfortable area that was tastefully furnished to the extent it resembled a cottage, with a large fireplace, cozy sofas, and other comforts of home.

From outside the carriage did not appear very large, it propelled itself with four jet engines spewing out heated air so it could hover above the ground, but inside was ten times larger.

Eva on behalf of Rowan had made sure Circe had been given a vast amount of wealth, and she bought the top-of-the-line vehicle for herself.

Archimedes jumped away from Circe, spread her wings, and dove into a floating metallic plate that was directly above the fireplace she stretched comfortably, and before long she was snoring peacefully.

Looking at the Lightning Kirin that seemed to have no care in the world, Circe smiled, a bit of the burden on her heart was set aside. With a flash of light, she conjured a large parchment. Once again she opened it and reading the content, her heart went heavy.

The events of today weighed on her, she had fled from Jarkarr after the battle between godly beings was waged and she had seen the result of that clash, but it had been distant from her.

Beings like Rowan were like forces of nature, and their acts could not be judged with common sense. It was the reason she ran away from Rowan, the thought of being beside someone who saw you as an ant could not be borne by a normal mind.

Now she had killed millions and Circe wondered if her quest for justice was worth it.