Supreme Lord: I can extract everything!

Chapter 1064  Essence

Michael didn't feel too great. The Essence entering his body was overwhelming, forcing Michael to close his eyes and focus on digesting everything as fast as possible. The rage and fury that had fueled him left through the Final Thrust of the Wicked Spear Arts, leaving Michael satisfied, yet also a little sad. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

He wasn't sad about the Primal's death. If anything, Michael was the most satisfied that Primal Xerx was finally dead. Still, his secondary body's death and the death of so many Rebels bothered Michael. His eyes were closed, revealing an unfamiliar scenery before his mind's eye. He was in the middle of nowhere in a pristine white room. There, Michael looked at…himself. However, it wasn't actually himself whom Michael looked at. It was the secondary body.

"I am sorry we had to go this far. I didn't expect the Primal to sacrifice one of his Doppelgangers to get to me." Michael apologized to the secondary body, who shook his head slowly.

"There is no need to apologize. You've always known that one of the Twin Fates would die. We have always known about it. We also knew Switch Bodies would ensure it was actually the secondary body that would die. After all, we did not like the fifty-fifty chance, or did we? Our plan has always been to sacrifice the secondary body in case the main body was fated to die. The secondary body chose to carry the burden of the main body, just like it was supposed to be. That's all that happened. Nothing more."

Michael, the secondary body, shrugged lightly but continued smiling.

"You know, I don't think the problem is as big as you make it. It doesn't matter if the secondary body is dead or not. You are me, and I am you. I continued to live within you even if it may look like I am dead forever. There is no need to be sad or feel guilty."

The secondary body turned around with a smile as a wooden door formed amid the pristine white room.

"Don't worry so much. You're almost at the end. Don't worry, and push forward," He said while approaching the wooden door. He opened it slowly and looked back only once to wink at Michael. Then he stepped through the door, which dispersed, leaving Michael alone in his mind.

He felt a bit odd, but that changed quickly when he opened his eyes. The emptiness was replaced with joyful cheers.

[We did it! We defeated one of the Primal! Finally! Finally!!!] Fenrir roared in Michael's mind, unable to contain his excitement. He was overjoyed and felt omnipotent, almost like he could crush the cosmos with a snap of his claws.

[After planning the coup for hundreds of thousands of years, a youngling defeated one of the strongest beings in existence. That feels like a joke.] Jormungandr commented, but his hisses were filled with joy. [A pretty good joke, though. The Rebels love this kind of joke!]

Michael looked around, his heart beating wildly. It was over. One of the Primal had been killed. But why was he so restless? The Primal was clearly dead, the energy influx pushing him to the brink of the 10th Tier being a clear indicator of this. However, there was more to it. Michael had defeated the Primal, yet not everything belonging to Primal Xerx had been removed. [The energy influx of the Primal seems to be the Essence that formed his body. It is integrated into the weave, or was, and is not trying to merge into you.] Hel explained to Michael what she sensed. Hel was also excited but as the Authority of Death, she felt somewhat odd about the death of one of the ten strongest beings in existence.

'The connection to the weave was severed. The Primal is dead, and his connection has been removed. But why is the Primal's Essence still here, trying to fuse with me even though it doesn't want to? The Primal's Essence loathes me. So why would it integrate into my being?'

Michael thought about it for a few seconds and cursed himself. He didn't feel like the Primal was truly dead if his Essence was still there, inside him, trying to merge with him. The Primal's Essence was what created the Primal in the first place. The Primal and his Essence were one, just like the main body and secondary body of Michael had been one and the same. Michael had a bad feeling about it, and he wondered if the Primal was trying to devour him from the inside. Or maybe his Essence was trying to consume him slowly, conquering his body, mind, and soul. That being said, Michael ignored the cheerful shouts, roars, and cries of relief and happiness when he started annexing the Primal's Essence. He did not allow it to merge with him but first destroy the intent within the Essence before allowing it to merge with him.

That was what his gut feeling told him to do.

Maybe it was over the top and unnecessary, but his gut feeling told him to be careful. And it was a fact that his gut feeling never failed him. Not when it came to important decision.

Michael grunted in displeasure and decided to end his battle with Primal Xerx once and for all.

He started fighting the Primal's Essence inside him, annexing bits of it to use Permute and transform it into the Essences of his other Divinities. Once that was done, Michael started using the Nature Divinity and the Power of Extraction to fight the Primal's Essence inside him for good.

His Energy Vortex rumbled, the War Rune located in the deepest parts of the Energy Vortex to be precise, when he started extracting the Essence from the Pirmal. It was pure, unaltered Essence, which seemed to fit perfectly to the War Rune. It responded to the Essence of the Primal. Therefore, following his gut feeling again, Michael used Insert on the Primal Essence to shove it into his War Rune.