The sounds of the enhanced Tribulation raining down on Rowan were like a hellish drum being beaten by a legion of demons, a trillion strong. If not for the impossibly enhanced hold of Time over this region, then this Tribulation would have been heard and seen throughout the entire realm.
Loud cracking sounds emerged from the bodies of the Calamity gods as they began to slowly break down. The flames covering them were a double-edged sword. Enhancing their powers, while burning away at their un-life.
The bloodshot eyes of the Shiik followed every exchange like a hawk, she was agitated, and her gaze fueled these Calamity gods, the thoughts of failing the task set out by their Queen, the idea that the reason they existed in the first place would not be coming to fruition made them roar in rage and push more powers into their bodies, exceeding the limits imposed on them during their creation.
Their weapons came down faster and harder. It was unknown if Rowan knew that the mental state of anguish he placed on the Shiik might have caused this unexpected growth in the difficulty of his Tribulation, but this was most likely the case, most things Rowan did were never by accident.
It did not take long for this enhanced state the Calamity gods entered to begin to show results. Rowan felt his Ascendant body breaking down faster than he would have wanted, reaching some of his worst estimations, but it was also within his margin of failure and he adjusted himself accordingly.
The force of the Tribulation raining down on him was not the problem, it would take a thousand times more power to shatter his Ascendant body if it was by force alone, however, it was the intense Calamity Aura that every single move brought with them that troubled him.
His Ascendant body was pure unlike every other Ascendant in this realm whose essence and Aura had become inextricably linked with Calamity, which made them two sides of the same coin, yet this knowledge was hidden from them all. They never knew that the Calamity they fought was simply another side of themselves. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
Rowan feared that even the Ascendant Suns might not know they might be nothing but puppets against an invisible controller, who Rowan could only recognize because of the unknown green energy, and the fact that he came from outside this realm.
Dealing with the Aura of Calamity was extremely difficult with the other things he had to be actively juggling at the same time, which included pushing his Ascendant Aura towards the first Dan, freezing time over this vast area, and handling the effects of the Tribulation so it does not spread out of the continent.
All of these things could not be simply left to chance but had to be actively monitored, billions of permutations and unknown combinations were taking place with every moment that passed, and Rowan like a madman was choosing not to use his mind to analyze all of these changes analytically, instead, he was instinctively working through them using his soul. He was like a captain sailing through a hurricane with his eyes blindfolded and both arms tied behind his back, yet trusting his ship and crew to follow his orders to the letter, even while he was gagged, and despite all of these things, he was still making it all work.
However, the truly difficult part in all of these, and what he feared could shatter his Tribulation was the fact that his pure Ascendant Aura wanted to merge with the Calamity Aura.
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