The Primordial Record novel Chapter 526

Chapter 526 Silver Grade Berserker Intent

Rowan did not want to leave the universe, apart from the dangers waiting for him outside of it, the quickest rate of growth he would ever be able to achieve was inside this universe, where he would Seed worlds and be able to perpetually harvest souls from them, even when he was no longer a part of the universe.

The Tribulation Ring had shattered to pieces and what was left was far dimmer than before, barely visible against the darkness, as the destruction Rowan had wrought upon it was greater than the first time, in addition to the fact that a greater portion of its power had been stolen sometimes in the past/future.

Rowan knew what was coming, having experienced it not too long ago, and he closed his eyes as he reveled in the power that came rushing into his frame once more.

He sighed, power was a drug that was addicting. The Berserker power filling up his body was an especially addictive one.

As the strength in his body not just doubled but appeared to multiply, this change was transferred to his Ouroboros Serpents, and the strength in their bodies exploded, even while inside his void hearts the roars from the Ouroboros Serpent could be easily heard.

It could be said that Rowan's real body was the Ouroboros Serpents, and his body was just a conduit for them to acquire greater powers, and vice versa.

It was sometimes impossible to define the ability of creatures like Rowan.

His Serpents grew stronger, but also restless and Rowan wanted them to hunt prey but not yet, the Narghal Tyrant was not their target.

To destroy this Tribulation, he must suppress it in its entirety, for unlike a normal Tribulation, this one wanted to escape, and if it inferred the methods Rowan was using, the Narghal Tyrant would cut his loss and flee faster than Rowan could think.

Rowan felt a change inside the power filling his body and he gasped in happiness as the Berserker Intent in his body ascended another Grade, and now it was no longer an Intent at the Black Grade, but a power Silver Grade Intent!

Manifesting the Intent in his palm, he could observe the changes in the squirming maggots. The wave of power he could see erupting from his Intent was warping the world around him, and he could almost see lines of probability and Fate itself weaving around him.

These lines of fate solidified in his vision and he could truly see them! He had been aware of this sort of power since he gained his Empyrean Sense but he had no way of understanding them or even accessing them. His new Intent at the Silver Grade changed all that for him

Fate was something that Rowan had no idea of previously, but this was a very recognizable phenomenon, it was a power that was mostly unexplained outside the universe as it could only hold sway inside of it.

The universe was an environment that was largely under control and its inhabitants were not overly powerful that they could disregard the power of Fate.

The tiny amount of Fate he was receiving suddenly exploded in intensity and he could hear his Third Bloodline cheering in happiness as it growth multiplied, Rowan smiled as his guest remade himself from Intent woven from the remnants of the Tribulation Ring.

When the Narghal Tyrant reappeared he immediately sensed the flow of Fate escaping from his reforged body and the startling weakness in his flesh. The Fate that backed his actions was surging towards Rowan like a flood, and his eyes opened wide in astonishment, "How is…"

Rowan did not let him speak, he already heard this sort of thing before, and time at this moment was a valuable commodity, he activated the Tower of Greed again.

His Serpents were stronger, he could feel it, and the result of their growth was apparent, they could push deeper, and Rowan went back an extra five seconds, making him return forty seconds in the past…. With Silver Grade Intent, and much greater attributes than before.

His eyes opened and he was inside the Tribulation Ring, but something was different about him, and the charging Narghal Tyrant immediately sensed it.

The Silver Grade Intent flowing out of Rowan's body was impossible to disguise, the Narghal Tyrant wanted to stop in panic for he immediately felt impossibly weak as if he was on the threshold of death and his Throne was about to be wrested from him.

The Pillar of Blood above him was creaking, as large portions of itself began to collapse, even before Rowan made a move, the Tribulation Ring appeared to be about to collapse.