Supreme Lord: I can extract everything!

1059  Sacrifice?!

Michael's secondary body observed the fight from the Untamed Jungle the whole time. He used a Memory Projector, allowing everyone present to watch what was happening. He was not too prone to sharing the situation with everyone, but Alice, Lucia, Kaleb, and basically everyone else had asked for it. They were too interested in the demise of the Supreme Human Alliance and wanted to see Michael fight the gods. Michael couldn't reject them just like that. There was no good reason to do so. If one excluded that the fight was going to be gory and that he didn't want his daughter to watch something this gory.

However, that was just his overprotective nature. Lucia was already an adult and probably stronger than most beings would be at her age. Michael was proud of his daughter, but he still wanted to protect her from the evil of the wide cosmos. That was also why he chose to fight the Primal now rather than training for a few more decades. He could have waited much longer, but the longer he waited, the more he would worry about Lucia's well-being. She was not a god but possessed the trace of a Divinity from birth. That may not attract the Primal's attention right away, but it would certainly attract the attention of people – probably Awakened but possibly Demi Gods or full-fledged gods – as well.

Michael didn't want that to happen. He was already having a hard time with the guys pursuing his little child. She was beautiful, extroverted, and playful. Those traits cost Alice and Michael lots of nerves when she grew up and it got worse when she matured. Most children, mostly guys, transformed into Michael's worst nightmare. Not even the Supreme Human Alliance was as troublesome as the guys following behind Lucia, who seemed to enjoy the attention.

She was still as playful as she had been at a young age, but everything worsened when she created her own Yggdrasil Awakened unit – a replica of the Super Awakened – to fight with her against her father's enemies.

That wasn't what Michael wanted, but since he could equip them with countless Soultrait Symbols and have his Super Awakened beat the shit out of them to keep their ego as tiny as possible, Michael could live with it.

Showing them his fight against gods and the Primal, however, was a little bit different.

The situation was in their favor at first. Michael dealt with the Demi Gods of the Supreme Human Alliance like they were little pawns and treated the hyuman gods like lesser soldiers. Both were crushed easily, resulting in a cacophony of cheers and excited shouts. The atmosphere changed subtly, silence residing in the clearing as the Rebels and the Primal Pantheon appeared. Everyone watched Michael fight and defeat the Primal Pantheon in tension. They cheered again when most gods had been killed and consumed but stared in awe and fear as the seven fissures in the fabric of space and reality tore apart. The presence and change of atmosphere in the SHA's core planetary system was horrifying at that moment, which was amplified in the Memory Projector as it projected Michael's memories without the slightest change.

Everyone saw everything through Michael's eyes, but they could also hear his thoughts and the thoughts of everyone else in his memories. The Memory Projector could only project everything Michael heard and saw, but that was enough to scare many children. The children and their mothers left the clearing shortly after the Primal's arrival. They only waited until six Major Gods shot through six fissures, allowing one of the Primal to step through.

That was how the fight with Primal Xerx began.

"Why is that guy only using his Essence? Does he not have any Artifacts, Soultraits, Laws, or Authorities? He's only throwing Essence Spears or Blades at others and uses Essence to block all attacks. Isn't that too much?" Lucia jumped up from the ground and shouted.

Michael smiled at his daughter, "Primal are almost purely made of Essence. They cannot use Artifacts because Essence is their energy. It is too potent to wield Artifacts. In the first place, most Artifacts come from the Origin Expanse. Primal do not have a War Rune. They can probably replicate the conditions to bind Artifacts to their bodies, but that's about it."

"As for Soultraits. Their entire existence is one, all made of Essence. However, you need origin energy to empower Soultrait Symbols. Also, by fusing Soultrait Symbols into your soul, you're altering your Soul. If a Primal were to do that, their entire existence would change. After all, everything about them is made of Essence and maintained by it." Michael let his words sink in for a moment before pointing at the projection where the Soul Wraiths cut through the Primal Doppelganger easily. It was an interesting sight, yet Michael stayed calm. The only clue hinting at his positivity was the subtle twitch in his lips as the corners curled upward ever so slightly.

"That is also why Pure Aether is so efficient against the Primal. Pure Aether cuts through Essence and permanently damages it. Laws and Authorities are similar to Soultraits. If anything, Soultraits are a lesser version of the Laws and Authorities. That being said, Laws and Authorities alter the soul and many aspects of the wielder of such powers permanently. The Nature Heart of my main body is the perfect example of such a change."

"The Primal are afraid of changes. They're afraid to be bound by a Law and Authority and that it will make them weaker, unable to access as much essence as before. They think their original form is also their purest form and thus also the strongest. Whether that is true or not…I cannot say."

Michael tensed up as the Main Body's memories flooded him. The projection hovering above the clearing trembled for a moment, and many gasped in surprise and shock.

His main body had just killed the Primal's 10th Doppelganger, only to fall into a vicious trap.

Michael couldn't escape anymore. The main body sensed his imminent death, a shocking realization that flashed through the Memory Projector. Michael, the one located in the Untamed Jungle, had to stop the projection.

He continued watching what was happening in the Supreme Human Alliance's core planetary system through the main body's memories and sighed deeply.

Michael was about to die. That was a fact. It was part of his Fate. At least, that was what it felt like at this very moment.

He didn't want to die, and he certainly didn't want to leave his family, but the Essence Blades, the Essence Seal restraining his main body's movements, and Fate itself were against him.

"This is going to hurt," He cursed, leaning toward Alice to kiss her one last time.

"What are you doing?" Alice asked demandingly, sensing something was wrong. Even Lucia was quiet, looking at her father with a confused yet knowing expression. She understood what was happening even if she didn't like it.

"I am doing what I have to do.

He turned away and used the only 10-Star Soultrait he'd nurtured in the secondary body.

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