The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1171

Chapter 1171: Final Stretch

Rowan was startled for a brief moment, and then he smiled and continued his caring motions. With the present state of his consciousness, of all his children, the Lost Flames was the only one he had access to that could slightly delay the onset of Calamity.

He could not use his Destroyer because he needed it to collect the Will Chains, and as these were among the only two abilities he could access at this time, the Lost Flames became his only choice.

The Lost Flames had never been one for complicated plots or a leading figure in a fight, yet that never stopped the boy from stepping forward when he was needed the most.

He was an extremely talented and powerful mage, but he was a boy that had never grown, and unless Rowan gathered the rest of his scattered flames from the leader of the Children of Fire who was the Supreme Magus and the ruler of the Magus Supreme World, the Lost Flames would remain a child forever.

Rowan did not much care if Lost did not grow up, he had never truly needed this power the Flame controlled, and the boy was happy with his reality, if not for the presence of Eva who tried as much as possible to always instruct the Lost Flames in tactics and combat, Rowan would simply let the child roam the immensity of his dimension forever, getting into little fights and being a headache to anyone he came across.

He saw a little of himself inside Lost, which represented the innocence he had lost. Rowan had never thought he would be calling on the flame again to save his life after the last battle in the universe where he had nearly lost the flames, and he was grateful to Eva who took the time to make sure Lost had the basics in combat and tactics.

Allowing the flames to cry away the stress that had gripped him for the last few days, Rowan looked at the golden giants whose hands were raised to cover his face, unable to stand the presence of Rowan.

The moment Rowan turned to him, he flinched, fell to his knees, and began to cough blood, but more quickly than Rowan had expected, the giant was acclimating to his presence, no longer coughing blood and slowly standing straight. _{ƒгeewebnovёl.com}

Rowan chuckled, "You know, you are not supposed to be able to do that."

"Do what?" the golden giant groaned in pain, "Barely stand in front of you when I am supposed to be able to duel you in the future?"

Rowan cocked his head to the side, "Well that...and also the fact that you could receive the Blood Core above. I never intended that Core to be used without my direct supervision, because I believed no mortal being would be able to suppress the pride of the Ouroboros. I don't know why I should be surprised, you have done this same thing before."

The golden giant wanted to say something but he paused and he remained silent before he looked around and said, "So, what's happening now? We are no longer hidden from the heavens above. I have seen it, the endless continents that roam above the threshold and the monsters they contain."

Rowan looked at the sky, "The end is coming, and battle lines are being drawn. With me awake, this city is protected, and it may not appear like it, but no one else can see it unless they come extremely close to it. I control Ascendant energy you see, and with that power, I can shade the entirety of my city to merge with the direction of this World's Will. You are all safe for the moment."

The golden giant sighed in relief, and then he struggled to face Rowan directly before saying, "You are leaving."

Rowan nodded, "At this moment, the greatest danger to you and everyone here is me. I am awakening my powers, and when I do, I won't be able to hold back my presence. If you all are around me, death would be your most favorable outcome."