Chapter 1072 Primordial races

Ulvir, the Primal Human God, who had spoken to Jason, looked at the silhouette of the young Primordial.

He was a little bit confused about Jason’s answer and didn’t even notice when one of their Royal Primalium appeared next to him.

“Ulvir, tell me, what did he say?”

Jason had sealed his voice from the outside using a specific device that he had manufactured a long time ago, while creating the UTC phone.

It had the Voice silencer runic constellation engraved on the device which was slightly altered.

Thus, nobody except Ulvir could hear what Jason said, while Ulvir’s voice had been heard by everyone.

“He said…that his broken soul world has nothing to do with me…and that his soulbonds are alive, which is all that mattered. Had they been killed, either he or the Celestia race would have ceased to exist by now…”

Repeating Jason’s words bit by bit, Ulvir grew even more confused.

The fact that Jason had looked at him in anger, only to be utterly calm around the Celestia race, was odd.

But, in the end, it was not as if Ulvir could do something against the young man’s decisions and the way he acted.

However, even then, it was a little bit sad in his opinion.

‘Is he giving up on his Celestia bloodline?’

“That’s not bad.” Ulvir suddenly heard a voice from right next to him, as the Royal Primalium looked at Jason with a smile on his face.

“Considering that he calls his former partners still soulbonds, and that he would be willing to sacrifice his life for their sake means that everything is fine! It is true that his soul world has nothing to do with you…”

Ulvir was not sure what the Royal Primalium wanted to say. As such, he couldn’t help but cut him abruptly.

“But…”

Yet, before he could say anything else, the Royal Primalium looked at him before lifting his hand.

“I’m sure that he has a plan. Even if it looks like he is now one of them, it’s pretty clear that he keeps a distance from them. We shouldn’t give up on him yet. The anger he showed while speaking clearly indicates that his soulbonds are still important to him and that he has yet to give up on them as well!”

The Royal Primalium was certainly interested in Jason, but instead of doing something he just smiled before nodding his head subtly.

‘To think that Stella is really here… I expected to see him during the next Tournament of the new Gods at the earliest… I wonder if he will be participating!’

It was unlikely for Jason to participate in the tournament, but something told him that the young halfling had one or two surprises for them.

While Jason garnered some interest from the races all around him, he was not all that bothered about them.

He didn’t even look at the one and only being in the center of the Colosseum, who had begun to speak.

Instead, Jason took a good look at the other Primordial races.

Being acquainted with two of the five Primordial races, he felt that it was necessary to size up the remaining three.

Thus, his gaze instinctively moved to the Primordial race called Kartano.

They were often said to be affiliated to the Celestia race because they had a similar ‘friendly’ aura. Their behavior resembled that of a peaceful species as well.

However, at the end of the day, the Kartano race was the most scheming, and they were the undisputed kings in the cultivation path of Spiral!

Their wisdom was terrifying, and so was their intelligence.

And they used it to scheme against other races and make them fight against each other instead of wasting their own time in doing so.

Thus, many races thought that the Kartano race was weak.

But, this was not the case, at all.

Jason could clearly perceive that they were powerful beings, which was also something one could gauge based on their appearance.

Instead of looking like beings of ordinary faces, their entire body appeared to be shrouded in armor. However, it was more like a newly advanced technology merged with an armor.

Only their bluish arms were revealed to the outside, while their face was hidden under a helmet.

Only a handful of beings would understand that the helmet was, in fact, their real head.

One could only see a blueish-white, unmoving and elongated head that resembled a Protoceratops, which was also known as hornless Triceratops.

While taking a closer look at them, Jason noticed that some of them turned their head toward him.

A weird feeling overcame him and he looked away a moment later.

‘Weird!’ He could only think before sizing up the other two races.

His eyes landed on the Demandors next. They were also labeled as Primordial Fire Demons. They were the Guardians of the Flame of the Beginning, and were known as having supremacy over the cultivation path of Pryr.

However, they were also proficient in the path of Maest, which was mostly owed to their naturally awakened fire affinity seed!

Jason could tell that they were powerful, and their appearance could be easily described as that of Inferno Giants. They were tall, and live flames shrouded parts of their body. The Royals of their race were the tallest amongst them.

As he looked at them and tried to figure out their racial traits, Jason was not even intimidated when they returned his gaze and stared straight into his eyes.

Due to the flame of the beginning, he first gained interest in them, only to hear that they were exceptional blacksmiths and rune inscribers.

Both forging and rune inscribing were topics Jason was highly interested in.

But seeing the expression and attitude of the Demandors race, Jason could only sigh.

‘I know that you guys don’t like the Celestia race, but can’t I be an exception.’ He grumbled inwardly before switching his attention to look at the last Primordial race.

The last, but not least Primordial race was called ‘Ferit’. They were known as All-rounder and the second strongest in all three cultivation paths.

Primal humans were known for being powerful in all three cultivation paths as well, but they focused more on their soul awakening and other characteristics.

Meanwhile, the Ferit race was just stronger in the cultivation of the three paths.

They resembled humans a bit in appearance were 2.5 meters tall, and had lengthy, slightly curved legs.

With a purplish skin color and light touches of glowing purple stigmas all over their body, they could easily attract one’s attention.

And looking at them, Jason’s Mark of the Lightning Dragon lit up as well, warming his chest.

This attracted the interest of the Ferit, who looked at him.

They had horns growing out of their heads, the more horns the higher their potential.

As such, Jason could tell that the strongest Royal Ferits noticed the Mark of the Lightning Dragon.

Averting his attention from them once again, Jason had to acknowledge that all Primordial races were powerful and that none of them overwhelmed the other if one summarized their strengths and weaknesses.

But the Primordial races were not the only important guests he had to take a look at.

Rather than races with high talent on an average, anomalies were far more dangerous and unpredictable.

Jason could agree to this owing to what he saw through his Divine Eyes.

Among all newly awakened Gods, the Primordial races were only a quarter.

Meanwhile, there were dozens of other races with individuals that attained godhood.

They worked relentlessly to become stronger, and to become a True God, so as to be able to stand in the colosseum with everyone else.

For them, it was an honor to be around hundreds of Primordial Gods, whether they were old or new.

Clearly sensing the strength of the Royal Primordials, a new goal formed in the mind of many spectators of the Tournament.

This was another reason why the Tournament of the new Gods was interesting for many newly advanced Gods- one could witness the strength of the Universe’s peak!

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