The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1188

Chapter 1188: Rippling Presence

Rowan was experimenting with the ability of his Time Vault, and the target he had set when he had launched that attack was not the un-life inside the bodies of these gods, that would have been a rather useless move because these creatures were truly immortal and even if he accelerated the time in their bodies a million times over, it lacked any meaning, their flesh would remain potent, fueled by their Calamity Aura, and for beings at their level, they could survive for countless eternities on a slight bit of power, and so it was their Aura that became his target for it was their greatest weakness.

Ascendant and Calamity Aura were two sides of the same coin, and just because he restricted himself to one type of Aura did not mean he could not manipulate the other, and when he pushed his pure Ascendant Aura towards the descending Calamity gods to hold them back during his push for the fourth dimension, with Rowan's character, there was no way he would not be leaving a surprise inside of it, he was not that good-natured, after all he was a serpent. It was in the same way, he had slaughtered the first Calamity god.

The Aura that he had sent out was laced with his soul, and anything that could touch his soul was touching his power of time, hence his Will.

This turned out to be the greatest benefit that Rowan had gained despite his failed tribulation, he had learned how to integrate his powerful soul into his Ascendant Aura, and while he had failed to reach the fourth dimension using his Ascendant body, as long as the armor of his remained, he could wield his power of Will over time with little drawbacks.

It was this Will that smoothly connected with the time streams he had sent into their bodies that finally merged into the Calamity Aura in the bodies of these gods, and Rowan accelerated the operation of their Aura a million times faster.

In the brief moments before they could reach him, the Calamity Aura inside these gods was combusted to nothingness and this act was so violent, it turned their immortal bodies to ash.

Rowan did not seem to be that pleased with the result of his attack, instead, he turned to his left and spoke to the heavens,

"How long would you watch me?"

There was silence, as if he was speaking to nothingness, and Rowan frowned, he slowly brought his arms forward as a swirling maelstrom of time began to gather over hand, and then a weird voice speaking a language that Rowan had only heard from Primordials,

"□□□□ □□□ □□□□□□ □□ □□□□ □□□□ □□□ □□□□□ □□ □□□□, ww www.wwww

The voice was deep and possessed power that nearly made Rowan fall to his knees, his soul was shaken and for a moment he thought it was about to shatter, what saved him was his Ascendant body he hardened against the pressure being exerted on his soul, and he could stand his ground, nonetheless, the words he heard rang out in his soul and he could not help but replay it in his head as his heart went grim,

-"Thou art fought so hard with the grace of yore, my son. Thou heart pumped blood into gold."

The truth was that he had not even been a hundred percent sure that there was someone here with him, in the past few hours he had been getting danger signals from his intuition, and a few moments back, that premonition of danger had exploded to terrifying levels, at first Rowan had thought this danger signs came from his Tribulation, or a sign of his impending failure to reach the fourth-dimensional level with his Ascendant body.