The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1169

Chapter 1169: Changing History

Rowan thought that despite the many flaws of Shisu when the time came he was decisive. It was not an easy choice to make, and although the conclusion was clear and Shisu would eventually have to give in to the Undying, not many would be able to quickly see this and make a decision.

"Hmm... good choice, the Undying snapped his fingers and Shisu vanished to reappear at his side, another snap of his fingers gathered the Hate generated by the deaths of all the mortals in this kingdom and he pushed it inside the orb in Shisu's belly, pausing a bit to look at the hate already gathered inside Shisu.

With a wave of his hand, Shisu vanished, sent to an unknown location, and then he thrust the spear down on the mountain once more, knowing his time on the mortal plane was short and soon he would be blocked by other parties, and this time there was no barrier to hold against the reflection of this Primordial weapon.

The Mountain of Mourning was shattered before a fiery explosion erupted from its base, similar to a supermassive volcano thousands of miles wide. The explosion shook the entire realm, and from its ruins, the first Calamity Gods arose, born from the darkness found deep in the earth, and the massive number of deaths around the realm.

The Kingdoms were made to suppress the darkness in the earth, but the Undying had broken the balance, giving the Calamity Suns a source of power that had been kept outside their bounds since the beginning of their conflict.

In the heavens, the brightness of the Ascendant Suns dimmed. There was a mighty roar that emerged from the heavens above and the earth below that made the Undying shudder and nearly scattered Rowan's consciousness, but the present state of his soul was able to handle the trauma of this level and he kept himself in one piece.

The Undying looked at all of these and he vanished, but for a brief moment he seemed to glance at Rowan's position with what felt like suspicion, and then he left.

It was not long after that great changes began to occur, as the Ascendants Suns above suddenly began to shine with a furious white glow that swept throughout the realm, burning a host of the Calamity Gods that had emerged from the earth into ashes, and making the survivors flee below the ground.

The ashes left behind from their passing were molded and used as a base to create the next sets of mortals to inhabit the earth, but that was just the beginning of the changes.

Rowan fell into deep thoughts for the moment, letting the events that followed play out. He had a rough idea of what would be occurring next and he did not particularly care for it.

At the end there, he was sure that the Undying had detected his presence, but it was unknown if he was aware of who he truly was. Rowan could not be sure, but this was one factor he had to be careful about going forward.

His speculation about the Primordial weapon was true. At this time, Berrion had much firmer control of it, and either these events or many other similar ones would have caused his hold to become broken, and no longer able to call upon the power of the weapon, he was essentially only using it as a sharp spear. Rowan was lucky he did not meet this version of Berrion when he entered Doom Star, else he would not have survived being attacked by the weapon.

The last cry that resounded over the heavens and the earth might have stumped others, but Rowan recognized it for what it was, it was the Will of this realm.

The deterioration of the Ascendants as Rowan had thought was not natural, and although his presence might have destabilized this realm further, there was already someone else doing so long before him, and what was saddening about it all was that this person was supposed to be the savior of the Ascendant, instead, he was the one who seemed to not be able to wait for them to fall.