Global Descent: Heaven's Executioner-Chapter 44: Twelve Primordial Star Core Fragments

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Twelve Primordial Star Core Fragments

Hearing the mysterious announcement echo in his mind, Zayen was momentarily stunned.

Publicizing it on the system map of all players?

That was practically announcing his location to everyone inside the Primordial God Ruins.

"What the heck... since when did I obtain the Primordial Star Core...?"

His brows furrowed slightly.

Then suddenly, he remembered the mysterious blue crystal that the system could not identify. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

With a single thought, the crystal appeared in his hand.

Zayen stared at the mysterious blue crystal for a long while but still did not find anything special about the crystal. The crystal looked completely ordinary, almost like a naturally polished stone that had existed for countless years.

"Player Zayen has obtained one fragment of the Primordial Star Core. His current location will be displayed on the system map of all players..."

The mysterious voice echoed once again throughout the Primordial God Ruins.

The announcement was cold and clear, carrying an ancient tone that made everyone who heard it feel an inexplicable pressure.

"Primordial Star Core... what the hell is that?"

"I’ve never heard of it before."

"It must be some kind of special treasure. That’s why the system is publicly announcing Zayen’s location."

Players across the ruins were filled with confusion.

None of them knew anything about the Primordial Star Core.

As if sensing the doubt of the players, the mysterious voice spoke again.

"The Primordial Star Core is one of the twelve fragments of the Primordial God Ruins Origin Relics.

These twelve fragments were scattered across the Primordial God Ruins after the fall of an ancient supreme existence.

When all twelve fragments are gathered and fused together, they will restore a complete Divine-grade artifact."

"Holy crap!"

Zayen cursed out loud the moment he heard the announcement.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand, intending to throw the blue crystal as far away as possible.

A Divine-grade artifact?

Public coordinates?

Was this not the perfect recipe for being hunted by everyone inside the Primordial God Ruins?

But just as he was about to toss it away, the voice sounded directly in his mind, making his hand pause: "The Primordial Star Core has formed a binding connection with the Host. It cannot be discarded, destroyed, or transferred."

Zayen’s hand froze mid-air.

"I..."

His lips twitched.

For a brief second, he genuinely wanted to punch whoever—or whatever—was behind that mysterious voice.

"Damn it, do you even know how to set rules?!"

A forced binding?

What kind of shameless design was this?

Not only had it publicly exposed his location, but now he couldn’t even throw the thing away?

Isn’t this crystal screwing him over?

But then again, there were over a billion players inside the Primordial God Ruins.

Was the announcement made for everyone who obtained a Primordial Star Core or

Was he the only one so far?

Zayen’s expression gradually changed.

If others had already obtained fragments, their coordinates should have been announced as well.

But this was the first time such a message had appeared.

Which meant none of the other players had obtained a single Primordial Star Core yet.

Thinking about it carefully, that seemed very possible.

Something classified as one of the Twelve Origin Relics would never be easy to find.

The reason he obtained one so quickly was likely pure coincidence—luck mixed with timing.

"In that case, let’s just go big!"

Zayen’s expression turned resolute.

Since his position was already exposed, hiding would only waste time.

Instead of running like prey, he would move like a hunter.

If others were coming for him to steal the fragment, then they better be prepared to leave their treasures behind.

Looking at the blue crystal in his hand, Zayen suddenly felt a faint pull.

Without hesitation, Zayen stored the crystal and dashed out of the building.

The moment he stepped into the open streets of the Primordial God Ruins.

System panels began flashing across countless players’ interfaces.

[Real-Time Coordinate Update]

Player Zayen’s current location: Sector 47 – Eastern Ruin District.

"Damn, who is this Zayen? Such incredible luck! But since there are coordinates..."

"Looks like I have to go check out those coordinates!"

Across different corners of the Primordial God Ruins, players stopped what they were doing and immediately set off toward Zhang Yun’s coordinates.

Meanwhile, in a remote section of the ruins... Four players stood silently before an ancient stone statue.

The statue was massive—over ten meters tall—depicting a faceless deity holding a blue crystal in its palm.

The crystal embedded within the statue glowed faintly.

Is this blue crystal one of the Primordial Star Core’s twelve fragments? The tall man holding a greatsword asked, staring at the crystal in the statue’s palm.

"It might be. Even the system’s identification function doesn’t work on this crystal," another teammate said while repeatedly trying to analyze it through the system.

"Then should we take it? If we manage to gather all twelve fragments and fuse them together, we can form a complete Divine-grade artifact," the middle-aged man with a scar across his nose said as he folded his arms.

"But... the moment we take it, our location will be exposed just like that of Zayen," another teammate said, glancing at the flashing coordinate updates still appearing on the system panel.

"And we’ll be hunted by every single player here."

Silence fell over the group after those words.

A Divine-grade artifact was something capable of changing fate.

But their lives were important too.

The greatsword wielder tightened his grip slightly.

"So what?"

A faint curve appeared on his lips.

"Are we here to survive quietly... or to rise above everyone?"

The middle-aged man with the scar looked at the tall man’s greatsword and exhaled slowly.

"Bravery is one thing," he said calmly. "Recklessness is another."

The teammate who was still trying to analyze the blue crystal finally turned around and looked at the other three players: "We don’t even know what triggers the binding. If it’s like Zayen’s fragment, the moment one of us touches it, the mysterious voice will bind it and announce our coordinates."

The quietest member of the group, a slender young man who had not spoken until now, finally raised his head.

"There’s another possibility."

The others all looked at him at the same time.

"What if we don’t take it immediately?"

He then pointed at the statue and continued.

"If this really is one of the Twelve Fragments, others will eventually discover this place too. Instead of being hunted."

"We become the hunters."

A faint smile appeared on the greatsword wielder’s face.

"Set up traps?

"

The slender man nodded.

"Let others fight for it. Let them weaken each other. When the time is right... we take the fragment and eliminate whoever remains."

The others’ eyes light up when they hear the slender man’s suggestion.

"It’s a good plan; let’s do it."

All the others also agree to the Slender Man suggestion.

Without any hesitation, the group quietly moved into position.

....

In another part of the ruins, amid collapsed pillars and shattered stone streets, a middle-aged man with flowing golden hair stood quietly.

Behind him swayed a long golden tail, moving lazily in the wind—yet carrying a faint oppressive aura.

In his hand, he held an ancient wooden box. Inside the ancient wooden box was one of the twelve primordial star core fragments.

The golden-haired man lowered his eyes slightly, his sharp pupils reflecting a cold glint.

"This is what the twelve primordial star core fragments look like?"

His voice was calm, yet there was an unmistakable dominance hidden within it.

If Zayen were here, he would recognize this man instantly.

Hou Jinjai.

The very same individual he had encountered when he killed the Voidfang Dream Wolf.

But unlike before, the aura surrounding Hou Jinjai now was far more terrifying.

He couldn’t help but scan his surroundings in all directions.

"This really is a treasure land!"

Hou Jinja took the blue crystal out of the wooden box and stared at the mysterious crystal for a long while.

However, he still could not find anything special about it.

The crystal remained smooth, cold, and ordinary in appearance. In the end, he stored it away.

After putting away the crystal, he immediately grabbed his white staff and quickly moved in one direction.

Meanwhile, in another part of the Primordial God Ruins.

"I was wondering why the system’s identification function couldn’t analyze this blue crystal. So it turns out it is one of the twelve primordial star core fragments."

A young man with blazing red hair and burning eyes looks at the blue crystal floating gently in front of him.

His lips curled slightly as he murmured to himself,

"All I need is to obtain the remaining eleven fragments to complete the Divine-grade artifact."

Watching the Primordial Star Core fragment floating in front of him, the young man stepped forward and carefully examined it for a while.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual on the surface, he reached out and took the crystal.

Then he placed it inside his pocket.

The moment the crystal entered his pocket, he felt a faint pulling sensation from it, as if something far away was resonating with the fragment.

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It seems this trip will yield quite a few extra harvests."

A confident smile appeared on his lips.

He raised his hand lightly.

In the next instant his body transformed into a streak of crimson light and shot forward into the distance, heading deeper into the Primordial God Ruins.

At the same time, in an ancient square within the ruins, beneath a towering golden tree.

Boom!

An astonishing collision erupted.

Spiritual energy surged violently outward, transforming into layers of shockwaves that rippled through the surrounding air.

The ground cracked beneath the impact.

Dust and broken stone fragments were swept into the air.

Two figures were forced to retreat dozens of meters simultaneously.

One of them was a white werewolf figure with silver-white fur flowing like wind.

It was Wave in his white werewolf form.

The other was a middle-aged man holding a long hammer in his hand.

The hammer was massive, its dark metallic surface covered with faint ancient runes that shimmered faintly under the light of the golden tree.

The middle-aged man’s expression was calm, but his eyes carried a sharp, dangerous edge.

The spiritual energy circulating around him was dense and heavy, like a mountain pressing down on the air.

The two figures stood several dozen meters apart, breathing slowly as the lingering shockwaves from their collision gradually faded.

The square fell into a brief, tense silence once again.