Primordial Expanse: I have the Strongest Talent!

Chapter 563 Remnant memory

Chapter 563  Remnant memory

With his entire gaze focused on the King class orb, Alex began to absorb it without any further hesitation. He had Brontes next to him to ensure that there would be no disturbances to himself while he did so, so he had absolutely zero worries at all that something might go wrong during the process.

If an enemy came along that not even Brontes could protect Alex from… then he was dead meat anyway, so what was the point in worrying about such a scenario?

He initiated the absorption process, and the King class orb pulsed in his hands, with its purple light intensifying. The warmth it radiated seeped into his skin, coursing through his veins like liquid fire. He clenched his jaw, bracing himself as the power began to surge into his very being.

The sensation was overwhelming — with an explosion of raw energy sending tremors through his muscles and rattling his bones. His vision blurred, with flashes of radiant light filling his mind as foreign knowledge and instincts flooded into him. He felt the power of the Lux – with some slight snippets of knowledge on their water talents seeping into his mind.

'Oh shit, was there a remnant memory in this??' Alex thought to himself, feeling the distant yet familiar feeling of his mind being pulled into an alternate space.

He barely had a moment to process what was happening before the world around him twisted and contorted, with the familiar darkness of the secluded cave bleeding away. His breath hitched as his vision filled with a cascade of swirling violet and cerulean light, and suddenly, he was somewhere else entirely.

His senses expanded, and he could feel it all. The weight of an exoskeleton encasing him, and the hum of incredible B tier King class power coursing through his system. But off in the distance, he could see in razor sharp clarity an overwhelming battlefield.

Just like the previous times he'd been pulled into such a thing, the feeling of not just witnessing a memory — but actually reliving it, was quite an odd and unfamiliar sensation.

A sky of swirling nebulae loomed above, with a breathtaking yet ominous sight marked by streaks of light — ships on fire, blasts of energy, and the luminous trails of high speed combatants tearing about through the void between. The battlefield stretched across the metallic ruins of a once thriving alien metropolis, with its towering spires reduced to smoldering husks. Fiery wreckage dotted the landscape, painting a grim image of the devastation wrought by the ongoing war.

And the Lux was in the thick of it.

Instincts that were not his own took over. He, no – it – moved with terrifying grace, weaving through a barrage of energy fire with precision that not even Alex was sure he could match. The Lux's body shimmered as it practically danced its way through the carnage, wielding spears of condensed water-like plasma in both hands.

Alex recognised these spears quite well, as they were exactly what the Lux had used against him back when he was fighting against it in the depths of Brontes' shell.

The enemy was unlike anything Alex had ever seen before. Towering insectoid creatures, with elongated limbs covered in pulsating organic armour, clashing agains the Lux's forces with raw, primal fury. Their mandibles clicked and vibrated at an unnatural frequency, emitting a sound that grated against Alex's mind even as a mere onlooker through secondary eyes. Their bodies were layered with an exoskeleton that refracted energy attacks, making them incredibly resistant to the water type talents that the Lux themselves wielded.

Alex felt no fear from the Lux, in fact he felt no emotion at all except one.

It didn't falter.

He wasn't quite sure whether it could be called an emotion or simply just an instinct, but he could feel its deep-seated confidence, like it had absolute belief in its superiority over the insectoid. The Lux were conquerors, beings who held absolute dominion over their territory and trampled on those who tried to go against them. This was what Alex understood about them, so this confidence checked out.

So these creatures — whatever they were – were nothing more than another footnote in the long history book of the Lux's conquest.

With a single motion, the Lux burst the spear forward, and a jet of condensed, pressurised water erupted forth, piercing straight through an insectoid's hardened carapace with ease. No matter how resistant they were to energy based attacks, they could only protect themselves against a certain level of power before their protection became useless.

The alien shriekd in agony, its body beginning to convulve before collapsing in a lifeless heap on the ground.

Then, the real enemy arrived.

A ripple of energy cascaded through the battlefield, and the Lux's vision snapped to the epicentre. Emerging from a fissure in the sky was a being unlike the others — a towering entity clad in a shifting exosuit of living metal.

Its eyes burned with the light of a dying star, and an aura of sheer gravitational force bent the very space and even reality itself around it.

The Lux recognised this enemy, and with that recognition came the first emotion other than confidence that Alex hadn't expected.

Dread.

The Lux had fought countless wars in its lifetime, conquered worlds bathed in stardust and blood, yet this foe was something else entirely. Something beyond.

With a single movement, the being raised an arm, and the battlefield changed.

Gravity inverted, sending wreckage and bodies spiralling into the sky. The very air grew dense, pressing down like a suffocating force. The Lux struggled, with its exoskeleton flickering against the impossible weight crushing down upon it.

But it would not fall.

A war cry, both beautiful and terrifying, erupted and rippled through the battlefield as the Lux ignited a force inside it that few would ever dare to touch. Its life force.

Every second it burned its life force its lifespan would fall, but in the face of this terrifying foe, this was a gamble it would have to take in desperation. It pushed back against the gravitational force out of sheer will. The ground beneath it even began to shatter as it launched itself forward, moving at a speed that defied normal common sense.

Spears of condensed energy formed around it, dozens, then hundreds, all aimed at the enemy. With a flick of its will, they all launched.