The Primordial Record novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49 Adrift In Fog (2)

Rowan scrutinized the picture he had drawn of Maeve for a while before closing the sketchbook, his hands shook a little and his golden eyes flashed with an incredible amount of fury before he settled, and he proceeded to check the message from the Record

Aspect Upgraded : Spatial Sight [(Tier 2) Spirit +30]

Spirit: 59.1 → 80.1

So, this also work?

His Spirit had been lagging from his other Stats, and even though the growth was steady, it was simply too slow to serve his growing abilities.

Many of his actions depended on his spirit, and although he had an Omnipotent bloodline that he was sure would boost his Spirit to incalculable heights, he believed it was too dangerous at this time.

He had detected no malicious will from the Ouroboros bloodline, yet he would have been killed while cultivating it, if not for his willpower. Pushing Ouroboros to Legendary first would grant him more lifespan, and only then would he push for Soul Seizer next.

The knowledge from his bloodline was profound, and he could not understand most of it as a mortal, but he knew he would be reforged in body and soul when he became legendary. At that time, even if he would not be omnipotent, his lifespan would not be a burden on his neck, and except for foes that severely overpowered him, killing him would be almost impossible.

He did not detect any particular difference in his Spatial Sight, he doubted he would be able to spot the contrast between now and before.

Spatial sight still gave him far too much information for him to process, and he subconsciously ignores most of them, his Spirit, however, was close to the Rift State in Attributes, and maybe he would be able to understand some of what he sees.

The coverage, however, had clearly increased to about twelve meters around him, when previously it was only five, and when he attempted to shoot his sight in a single direction, it travelled for more than fifty meters.

With the Berserker skills he got from the Axe, coupled with his new enhanced vision, he was willing to go toe to toe with any Rift State Dominator.

He felt the little serpents stir awake around his hearts, and this time he tried to steer them towards his limbs, it would be safer if he lost his shell on the parts of his bodies that for him were non-fatal.

Even if the classes of enemies he might be facing in the future could easily bypass his shell, every iota of time it brought for him was welcomed because it was important to note that, with his growing stats, the world was getting more slow in his eyes, and he would be able to accomplish numerous actions in a single second.

The snakes obeyed him, and parts of the shell in his forearms disappeared, as they went back to sleep, Rowan detected they had grown bigger, but strangely enough he could not give a precise measurement of their size.

To his perception, the snakes should be about ten inches long, yet when he looked closer at them, they seemed to expand yet simultaneously retreat in his sight. It was as if they resided in another plane of existence, one which was so distant from him that his sight could not reach them.

He was like a child who sees the moon in the sky, and thinks he could hold it in his palm if he were to climb the highest tree. That was the sensation the snakes gave him, which was: The reason that they appeared to be small was only because he was looking at them from a far distance.

Pulling away his perception from inside his body, he frowned when he noticed that the day was the turning dark.

He pushed his sight outside, the frown on his face deepening, faint rumbling came from the clouds as if a thunderstorm approaches, they were clearly out of time.