The Primordial Record-Novel

Chapter 380 Race To The Top

Mira turned around and stood with him watching the opening doors that were slowly moving to the side, "Nice speech, a bit on the nose though."

Andar smirked, "Well, my mother is a politician, so don't expect anything better."

"you gave the group a name, we did not plan on that, another one of your tactics?" Mira smirked.

"Nah, It seemed right at the time, and I went with my guts."

"Right…" she looked at him disbelieving

Andar bumped her shoulder, "Imagine their faces, when our castle takes all the top spots!"

"Hold your leash tiger, other castles would also form their plans for winning."

"yes they would have, but they don't have you,"

"oh…" her cheeks became stained with a bit of pink.

"Or me… or the LIMIT BREAKERS!!"

The last part, he shouted, and his cries were echoed by the candidates behind him in their neat formation.

Mira rolled her eyes, and Andar smiled at her, "We go fast, and crush everyone in our way."

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There were six Archmages in the Black Federation apart from their leader Erick Black, but the powerful 9th Star Archmage now dwelled permanently in the Magus Supreme World and rarely returned to the federation.

At that level, the material universe had few things that could interest powers like that, they all strive for something greater. Their immortal lives are devoted to answering the hardest questions in existence and chasing the elusive position of the Supreme.

At this time all the Archmages were in an urgent gathering. This meeting was being held with all the Archmages from the seven Great Towers under the Supreme Mage World in attendance, nevertheless, they still sent a projection to oversee this current crop of candidates.

Their figures were just shadows and they watched with mild amusement as the castle gates were opened and the candidates flooded onto the clouds.

Because of how long the Trial Ground had been in existence, there were many rumors and strategies on how to gain the most benefit from it.

So even though largely half of the candidates that came out from their castles were disorganized, the rest clearly had plans on how to maximize their time here.

However, all of these were strategies they had seen a thousand times before, and they would only really start to pay attention when the candidates could reach the area where Legacy Grade Meditation Arts could be found.

So they settled with infinite patience as they watched the Trial Ground open up.

Yet three figures were central to their attention, they were Andar, Mira, and another youth whose head was bald.

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Thousands of candidates streaming into the clouds was a glorious sight, as few of them took the time to steady themselves after all there was a visual dissonance between seeing fluffy clouds and being able to walk on them, even if they knew these clouds were supporting hundreds of castles that were millions of tons in weight.

In addition, the Trial Ground was out in space, and the very skies were being shredded apart with energies that could light up a galaxy. They could not truly appreciate the grand scenery they found while inside the castle and looking through a small window, but now as they stood outside the full weight of their surroundings hit them like a lightning bolt.

Mira had anticipated something like this and the instruction she gave was simple: follow our lead.

When others were disorganized and trying to find their footing, they would be on the move. They would take the first position and they would hold it until they reached their destination.

The Limit Breakers only had to look at their partners in front of them disregarding everything around them, while those in front only had to look at the figures of Andar and Mira.

They went at a steady jogging pace, their destination was at the center of the clouds, for the 107 castles were arranged in a circular formation, and the spots for impaction of Meditation Arts were closer to the center of the clouds.

Their organized movements were enough to push them to the lead, and if one was to look from above, among the countless candidates streaming out from the castles, Andar's group had the clear lead.

Their movements soon began to draw attention from the shocked crowd who slowly began to rally themselves, as the candidates in the various castles tried to make themselves organized when a clear example of the power of unity was before them.

Mira could not help but grin, if the plan was for them to collect the Ordinary Meditation Arts, they could easily succeed but they wanted a greater prize for their entire team.

Andar took the chance to look up at the skies, which was just open space and the hundreds of multicolored Aether streams jetting above and lighting up the surroundings, his eyes began to track the path of the shooting streams of Aether down to its source, and he was nearly entranced.

By the gods, it was so beautiful.

"Focus Andar, three thousand meters ahead is the sweet spot." Mira bumped him with her shoulders.

"Let's go a bit further, push for another five hundred meters."

"Five hundred? Don't tell me you still want to pursue the Supreme Meditation Art. That is madness Andar."

Andar laughed, "I never did tell you my talent grade, did I?"

Mira's eyes became focused on him, "Don't tell me your talent is Supreme grade, even if it was, it is still useless. You are not the first Supreme grade talent that has tried to reach the hand of the Chained god."

"You're still looking down on my talents again." Andar laughed, "C'mon let's move faster, they are now used to this pace, and even if we are going for the extra five hundred meters we still need to keep to time."

Mira muttered, "Already made the decision, why bother even telling me, don't tell me that your Spirit Body is also at the Supreme Grade as well."

Andar did not reply, and he increased his pace to a flat-out run, Mira matching him and the rest followed. Although they were still mortal, the Awakening of their Spirit matrix had boosted their physique to an extent that made them top athletes.