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 the

Father of

'The Gods of Rending' in the

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area my two pets are active, trying together

twisting them apart, throwing them into her unending maw of eldritch terror and in

I approach, a mighty looking Lion Ogre charged at her, its heavy feet thundering into the ground as the powerfully built creature reached out with

Crinis!] I

creature through her tremor sense. Something that large and heavy had to be lighting it up like a firework. Before

CRASH!

monsters lose their feet. Despite hitting the ground so hard, the monster is largely unharmed. Snarling,

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

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

void ringed by distended fangs that is her

out harvesting monsters around 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

do you, Crinis. You're

if I angle my body just right she falls into one of my more blurry patches of vision

biting skills. I've had the mana flowing into my mandibles for some time already,

cut my

than expected effect. After firing twenty or so into the creatures there are many little knots of monsters that are frozen in place. They aren't smart enough to reason through the situation, so rather than try and move together, they

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