The Primordial Record novel Chapter 918

Chapter 918 A New Birth

The Will Holders were still digesting what just happened, especially the Third Prince whose eyes were opened in shock and horror, not for the death of Golgoth, but because of what Rowan had said before he killed him.

"Who are you?" He screamed, "You cannot be him, you are not Erohim!"

Rowan remained silent, if he said a word it might clue the Third Prince that he was indeed not Erohim, but the battle was as much psychological and physical. He had been able to discover a hidden haven where the last of Erohim Will had hidden away from the Reflections, and with it, he was able to strike a blow against the mental state of the Third Prince, and when his head was filled with doubts and questioning the decisions Rowan had been making all this while, Rowan attacked.

From eleven Will Holders, Rowan had shrunk their numbers down to six, and while the Third Prince, Silas, and Aeris were still reeling from the apparent revelation from Rowan, with Minerva sliding backward, the two God Emperors left behaved like the machine they were and did not stop attacking Rowan.

Sadly they had access to only a basic form of Will, which should just be a Will of Force Amplification, an extremely powerful Will to be sure, but against a power factory like Rowan, it was a bit too basic.

Rowan did not move quickly, like the mortal he was, he sought to conserve his energy, as the two God Emperors were rapidly closing the gap. Both of them leaped towards him, shooting across the distance and Rowan met them head-on.

He angled his weapon sideways and caught the descent of both of their blades. Powered by the Aetherium from the Third Prince, their weapon bit deep into Envy, nearly cutting the weapon in three places, but it trapped their blades inside Envy and Pride.

Rowan twisted his weapon, pulling the sword away from one of the God Emperors and making the other one stumble as he stubbornly held his weapon. Not giving them the chance to recover, Rowan's right hand spread out like six massive tentacles and slammed into the bodies of the two God Emperors, and lifted them in the air.

His serpents wasted no time in tearing through the armor and in the next moment, blood began to pour out from the gaps in the metal as the sound of chewing increased and Rowan walked past the Emperors hanging in the air held aloft by his serpents.

It was the Third Prince who shook himself from his shock and regarded Rowan with hatred, "Well played… Rowa…" he choked, not knowing how to complete his words. He had promised Erohim on that day to wipe his presence from all of reality and there should be no way that Rowan should have learned of that day when the plan to create the living being that stood before them began in earnest. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

The Third Prince vowed, "It matters not what you know, or how you are able to push past the barrier of my Aetherium curse, you are still dying on this bridge you created."

Rowan remained silent, the only thing he did was to slowly cock his head to the side and then he vanished. The Third Prince's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to scream, but it was too late.

Rowan appeared before Silas and Aeris like a phantom, his body was vibrating rapidly as if he was not truly present and was a figment of a mad god's dream. For the first time since the battle began, Rowan called upon the power of Ascension.