Chrysalis

Chapter 243

Nineteen of the Ancients rose during the Cataclysm, The Rending. They were nurtured in the heart of this world, the oldest beings of the Dungeon, they were old long before the Dungeon broke the surface. In darkness they had battled whilst the people of the surface were taking the first steps on the path to civilisation.

Their power was overwhelming. None could stand before them, when they moved, cities fell, nations crumbled and people died. Like immutable law they were heedless of the plight of mortals, more akin to the forces of nature than creatures.

We record their sacred names here, that future generations might fear and venerate them as they deserve.

Yarrum the Eternal Worm.

Theorazzn of the Decaying World.

Syssernix the Dark Spear.

Morribolg of the Fetid Earth.

Carriflare the Hell Flame.

Rigorite the Mountain Breaker.

Tarriflyx the Hunger.

Arconidem the Demon God.

Zothoth who Feasts on Sanity.

Torra the Dread Dog.

Gon the Sightless Freak.

Yolesh the Ever Dying.

Lerrewyn the Grasping Tree.

Horgran the Butcher.

Perrianon of Blood.

Kygar the Storm Bringer.

Ruminominex Shaper of Earth.

Froze

Father

Gods of Rending' in the imperial Library of Shuth,

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my misgivings about the current situation, I can see that Crinis is having a field day. I've been steadily making my way towards the area my two pets are active, trying together knots of monsters and hitting the occasional heavy hitter with a pair of gravity bolts, effectively locking them down for a

them, twisting them apart, throwing them into her unending maw of eldritch terror and in general threshing the wheat that these monsters are to her.

thundering into

out, Crinis!] I

and heavy had to be lighting it up like

CRASH!

Despite hitting the ground so hard, the

winding around the monster, holding its wrists and torso. Crinis isn't strong enough to win a contest of strength

hooked blades but back and forth at incredible speeds and by the looks of things, the Lion

void ringed by distended fangs that is her

even as she takes on this big fish. I think her fear skill is kicking into effect actually, several creatures nearby are looking decidedly intimidated, hesitating as the bloodlust that filled them only

do you, Crinis. You're alright in

not to be able see what she's doing but if I angle my body just right she

already starting to ache from repeatedly using my biting skills. I've had the mana flowing into my mandibles for some time already,

cut my way out of the horde, moving towards

to reason through the situation, so rather than try and move together, they just run about, smacking into the monsters around them and

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