The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1249

Chapter 1249: Heading Towards Battle

The Spectral Titan struggled in Rowan's grip, but the name he had given her made her susceptible to his strength,

"My name is not..."

"Shush, Wormtongue, the name I gave you is an apt one, I should know, because I was the one sitting here for, oh, about eighty-five million years, give or take a few centuries, but who's counting? Right? The point is I have been weaving your essence for so long, and I know a Wormtongue when I see them."

Rowan's grip grew tighter and the Spectral Titan gasped in anger and frustration,

"How is such a thing... possible?!"

"As much as I would like to take credit for my genius," Rowan featured towards his dedicated body, his scrawny arms, and liver-spotted skin, "All these years, I have also been weaving my essence alongside your own."

The Spectral Titan appeared confused for a moment because what Rowan was saying did not make any sense to her. How could flesh and blood be merged with the essence of a dimension?

"It does not need to make any sense to you Wormtongue, I would be surprised if it did. Now stay still and let me understand more about Tribulations. As a weapon of the higher dimension that is as varied as every star in existence, I naturally need to learn more about it, any time I come across them, especially one as special as you."

As Rowan was speaking he had already begun integrating his Will into the body of this Tribulation, and before the shocked gaze of the Spectral Titan, her body began to disassemble into the many tiny portions that made up this Tribulation.

When others sought to surpass tribulations, Rowan was breaking it down to study it.

He had paid a terrible price to continuously integrate his dimensional flesh into the creation of this treasure, not because he needed to, but due to his experience in creating the Tower of Greed and understanding that the materials used in the creation of the treasures of these levels matter especially when it came to the moment when they called forth their tribulation.

Due to the high level of materials he was working with, Rowan had to sacrifice a million parts of his dimensional flesh for every one part of the Spectral Titan's dimension, and even with his unfathomable resources and vitality, he had begun to feel the strain, especially when he deliberately stopped his body perverse regenerative properties to recover the loss.

The weakness of his flesh would be one of the bait.

Concentrating on the disassembled Spectral Titan, Rowan began to learn.

Although taking this tribulation might seem simple on the surface, it was anything but. This was a concept that was not necessarily beyond his comprehension, it was simply a matter of power.

Rowan could instinctively understand the many facets of the higher dimensions that he had not yet comprehended, since even as a humble three-dimension, he had been exposed to the workings of the higher dimensional planes, perhaps even more than an average sixth or seventh-dimensional immortal, and his massive Consciousness Pillars coupled with Knowledge Well had bridged the gap that he would have needed to cross into a higher dimension to understand.

Yet, he was holding a seventh-dimensional tribulation, something with the potential to even kill a seventh-dimensional immortal if they were careless, and it was only a matter of time before he lost control of it, that is, if he did not find the singular point that could unravel the Tribulation.