The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1708

Chapter 1708: My Weapon Is Not Complete

Rowan looked at Primordial Soul’s physical form, her height equal to his own. The robes she wore shifted like shadow and smoke, and a purple and golden shimmer throbbed from the area around her chest in time with her heartbeat.

Her hair was like strands of living darkness, twisting like serpents, whispering words of madness, but to Rowan’s ears, all he heard was her deepest secrets.

The face of Primordial Soul was Androgynous, and it was almost impossible to assign a certain age to her because she appeared neither old nor young.

What Rowan paid attention to were her eyes that resembled smoldering coals; they appeared similar to his own, but his eyes had a streak of scarlet inside them that pulsed with all the fury of a bloodthirsty Revenant.

This was the first time that Rowan was seeing the full appearance of a Primordial, aside from their frozen bodies inside Reality, and he had to admit that of all the Primordials, Primordial Soul was the one that struck him as normal, which meant she was the most abnormal of them all.

They were the same height at first, but when Rowan began to shed his last ties to mortality, his size began to expand as the Reality Crown appeared over his head, as well as the wings of the omniverse appeared behind him, and they flapped once, causing his feet to leave the ground.

Primordial Soul regarded him with unabashed curiosity, "Your form is new."

A grin appeared on Rowan’s face that seemed both endearing and manic at the same time, "You have no idea. You killed me as a child, are you surprised to see what the remains of my flesh grew up to become?"

"Boom!"

A wave of radiance exploded from Rowan’s body as he fully unveiled the glory of his Apex Omniversal Titan’s body, the Tri-core sigil blazed like the sun, and in this moment, Rowan appeared like the sovereign of all existence. Still, all that radiance was snuffed out by a wave of red and black as the armor of a Slaughter Revenant covered his body.

The armor did not move like metal, but as if it were made from flesh and blood; the blood-seeking runes that filled the armor made Rowan resemble an Abyssal mountain of muscle and scars.

His bloodthirsty grin was the last thing to be seen before the helm, which resembled the bleeding maw of a beast, snapped shut around his face, leaving only his two glowing red eyes showing through.

Rowan stood in the sky, the light from his crown came from dead dimensions, so they painted his surroundings with an air of desolation and dread that would drive Old Ones to madness.

He brought the broken blade of his Destroyer to his face, noticing the eyes of Primordial Soul glancing at the weapon, and then Rowan suddenly opened his hand and allowed the blade to fall, his massive wings floating behind him, beating once more, and he vanished.

Rowan had appeared inside the City of Sheol, a realm that was as vast as an Eternal Realm. A god could spend their entire lifespan traveling from one end of this city to the next, but they would never reach it. Only a higher-dimensional being that had reached the eighth-dimensional level was fit to leave the boundary of this city and see what lay beyond in the Origin Land.

Due to his size, Rowan had appeared one of the many supermassive planets inside of Sheol, and Primordial Soul was on another planet, with the distance that separated them from each other as vast as the gulf between a dozen galaxies, and in fact, a dozen galaxies separated them both.

Yet when Rowan flapped his wings and vanished, his body crossed all that space and instantly appeared before Primordial Soul. Her present height stopped at his waist, but her Aura was a thousand times greater than his own. Rowan did not care.

The eyes of Primordial Soul were still fixed on the broken blade of the Destroyer, which was still falling when Rowan appeared before her. He could feel her perception falling over his body, and her eyes began to turn towards him, but she was too slow.

Behind him, the dozens of galaxies froze before they shattered in chaos, the heavens wept blood where he had passed through space and time, and the Revenant of the dead began to arise behind him, drawn by Rowan’s unflinching Will to kill.

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