The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1621

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Chapter 1621: The Stars Spoke Of Your Arrival

"I will be holding them back for twelve moments. In that time, you should have concluded your operations here, if not, then your Fate is left to you."

In his heart, Rowan chuckled with anger. At this point, there were three Primordials who had openly made claims to his body, Primordial Memory, Soul, and now Demon. He was sure that the rest also had great interest in his powers,

’But I am not dead yet, and when all this is over, we will know who is standing above it all.’

A hundred years was nothing, a blink of an eye. If Primordial Demon was sincere, the least amount of time he should have given Rowan, a seventh-dimensional immortal, should have been at least a billion years. Even adding his talents to the equation, a million years should have been the right amount of time.

However, Rowan knew that Primordial Demon did not play fair, and expecting anything less from the great demon was foolish.

The Demon knew that Rowan needed the time to escape the hands of his enemies, and he took advantage of it. Rowan would have done the same; perhaps his actions would have been even worse.

He watched Primordial Demon leave. The direction he headed was the location of the battle between three Primordials. Rowan had twelve moments, but he believed he only needed one.

If the New Light were able to establish herself in Reality, then she would be truly immortal, embodying a concept like a Primordial, and become indestructible unless specific grave measures were taken.

Besides, with the acknowledgement of Reality, immortality would not be the only benefit the New Light would acquire; what was more important would be power—the power to change Reality, create something from nothing, and exist as a foundation of Reality, sharing the power of Old Light and, in time, supplanting him.

This was Rowan’s grand experiment. Everything did not go according to his plan. Primordial Light was awakened, and the Thrones of the Primordials turned out to be far more mobile than he previously anticipated.

But if this could work, it would mean he had a way to kill Primordials inside Reality without breaking Reality.

From the brief moment when the representation of Light perished, the entirety of Reality had also perished alongside it. What use was there in fighting the Primordials when the result of killing any one of them would lead to destroying Reality?

Rowan obviously had to find a solution to this predicament, and the birth of the New Light was giving him hope.

Nudging his serpents with his mind to stop feeding him vitality, it was now useless, but they refused to stop, and he sighed with exasperation before forcefully breaking the lines of vitality connected to his body. Turning towards the New Light, Rowan was about to speak when he sensed something inside of him shake.