The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1262

Chapter 1262: Death Is Close

Rowan attempted to stand, but he couldn't, he frowned and looked downwards and he noticed that his legs had been crushed, and with the curse of the sneaky Oblivion powers in this rapidly fading dimension his body seemed to have forgotten how to heal.

Yet with his insane physique, he still had access to all his stats that were still above eleven million, and even if he were crawling with his teeth, he still had the same level of agility. Without his body healing, he could not access all this power, but he was far from helpless.

To lift his body upright, Rowan had to use the blades, like a giant spider with six legs, he analyzed what had occurred and the state of the Primordial Keepers at a glance. Their soul blades had nearly killed him, but he had already launched his retaliatory spell a moment before and he would not be the only one to suffer if everything went according to plans.

From the Cherubims he was using to hold himself upright, a black flame emerged that encircled his battered body and forced it upright, since Rowan had given up on his body healing quickly enough to make a difference, he would be using spells to move his body like a marionette, in essence, the Cherubims would be wielding his body, even as he wielded their own.

The Will of the Cherubim Remorse in the form of the cold black flame had spread throughout this space and flowed harmlessly through the ranks of the Primordial Keepers, their upraised defenses detected no danger from the black flame, but they were still watching out for it until the black flame vanished without seemingly accomplishing anything.

However, the Primordial Keepers did not let down their guard as a brand new spell was already taking shape overhead that should end this battle once and for all. The soul blade barrage had given them the time to begin building upon their yellow soul flame and they were about to unleash another devastating spell barrage on the broken body of Rowan in the center of the battlefield.

The only warning the Primordial Keepers received that something was wrong was incredibly brief, a brief flash of darkness and yellow flames and then their numbers swelled as the purpose of Rowan's spell became manifested.

The Cherubim Remorse resurrected the dead, or more specifically it resurrected everything that was killed by the cherubims and placed them under the control of the Angel.

An utterly ridiculous spell that could be used with devastating results in a war because after this spell was unleashed, until Remorse was killed, every fallen would be resurrected under the Cherubim's control.

It was no wonder that the powers of the Cherubim were suppressed by the higher order of Seraphim, for their spells were almost forbidden.

The sense of danger that the Primordial Keepers felt was the sudden and unexpected appearance of the million-plus Primordial Keepers already slain in this battle. With the appearance of these dead Keepers, chaos swirled through the entire ranks of the Primordial Keepers and a slight gap appeared in the formation being used to craft their next spell barrage, Remorse took advantage of that gap.

The spell barrage being summoned to crush Rowan were not soul blades but a swirling tornado made of soul shards that were massive chunks of yellow crystalline rocks, each the size of small hills and rotating so fast that each created swirls of air that could crush worlds.