The Primordial Record novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207 The Son of Scarlet

PRiMORDiAl RECORD

Name: Rowan Kuranes

Age: 11/33,000

Strength : 6,459

Agility : 4,375

Constitution : 7,194

Class: None

Title: Plane Walker, Chaos Blood, Reality Butcher, Creator.

Berserker (Tier 2)

Skills:

Enrage (Level 1 — Earth State)

Vortex (Level 1 — Earth State

Bash (Level 1 — Earth State)

Dash (Level 1 — Earth State)

Smash (Level 9 — Earth State)

Combo Attack (Level 1 — Earth State)

Bloodline Skill : Eruption (2%)

Passive : Decipher language (complete)

Records:

SIX HEADED OUROBOROS [CHAOS BLOOD]- level 2 Completed [15,000]

AVATAROFEVE: Level 0 Completed (10,000)

Legendary Skill : Chaos World Engine [6/6]

Chaos World Engine [Minor]

Engine One – 1,000,000,000/ 1,000,000,000

Engine Two – 200,671,665 / 1,000,000,000

Engine Three– 1,000,000,000 / 1,000,000,000

Engine Four – 1,867,665 / 1,000,000,000

Engine Five – 675,000 / 1,000,000,000

Engine Six – 245,000 / 1,000,000,000

Rift Rule: Absolute Body [Locked]

Incarnation Path Unlocked

Path: Chaos Territory Creation [Locked]

Path Skill Gained :

World Soul Manipulation [Locked]

World Recreation [Locked]

World Merging [Locked]

Rowan shook his head, placing away the joy of bringing this technique up to the Earth Level, and he once more entered into the ground, his experimentation had not ended, he still needed to refine his Aether and learn how to merge his Telekinesis with that energy to create clothes, armor, and weapons that would serve him well in combat.

Envy was on the Third Continent, and before he reached her again, he needed alternatives, powerful ones.

Rowan activated smash and two large bloody fists rose up beside him, testing the technique further he brought out two axes and the fists transformed into axes, he swapped the weapons to another, and any weapon he held, the bloody mist transformed to become those weapons.

This could be very useful.

On a whim, he held a bottle of wine and the mist transformed into a bottle, and Rowan laughed even as he broke it open and swallowed the refreshing drink.

Enrage turned out to be the most interesting skill among the Berserker Aspect, it gave him a suit of bloody armor that had a skull face as its helmet. With the addition of his Aether it became a dark purple bloody armor and a cape of red mist trailed behind him.

Holding both Enrage and Smash at the same time, he activated Vortex and another two fist rose beside him, and then with a loud roar he punched the ground.

The blast took him into the ground, as he turned the technique into a drilling tool, Vortex slicing it way in a circular motion and smash digging deep into the earth and Enrage empowering both techniques, he did not lack Aether or Vitality and only stopped when he was a mile deep into the earth.

Dispersing all the Berserker skills he pushed his arms upward and forcefully shot Aether upward, sealing the mile long tunnel with ice.

Summoning his Throne, he sat on it and the Lady of Shadow gave him a cloak of darkness.

Rowan closed his eyes and began to run his thoughts through his oncoming experiment, satisfied with his thoughts he opened his eyes and summoned a globe of Telekinesis the size of an apple.

Inside it, he placed a single grain of his purple black Aether, and in a blink of an eye the globe was filled with black ice which began pushing the limits of the globe.

Rowan kept it in the same size, fortifying the Telekinesis globe until it could hold the black ice, and now the globe was at this moment the size of a watermelon, yet the area where the ice stayed was still the size of an apple.

With an audible snap, Rowan depressed the Telekinesis into a flat sheet. The ball of Black ice spread out with the Telekinesis sheet, creating a black and stiff sheet of Telekinesis.

Rowan paused, his Empyrean sense going over the black sheet. He nodded in satisfaction, he could not do more with this sheet because his Telekinesis was still too weak to hold his Aether effectively.

His Telekinesis had been upgraded with the growth of his Strength and Constitution, and the force field around his body had thickened, growing the amount of Telekinesis he could wield.

It might look like a thin sheet of black ice, but the invisible Telekinesis holding it together was as thick as a board. Dispersing the cloak of darkness, he wrapped the sheet around his body, with his Telekinesis he tucked and folded some part of the sheet until he had a usable cloak that resembled a long jacket with a hood.

It flapped behind him. The material appeared to be unreal, as the blackness of his Aether seemed to drag in the light, and little glinting of purple in the cloak made it seem like tiny stars in an endless void!