The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1085

Chapter 1085: Your Primogenitor Comes To Your Door

Rowan did not rush to any conclusion because the truth would soon be revealed to him. What was he going to discover when he penetrated the ranks of the resistance, would it be a talented child who created a powerful technique to uplift their race or a group of traitors who had condemned the rest of their kind to extinction just to remain a slave to the Ascendants?

All the Blood Bound here were at the Deific Rank, the terrifying growth rate of their bloodline displaying its strength. He appeared beside one of them and stuck his finger into the brain of the Blood Bound.

Unaware of Rowan's presence or even what was happening to him, the Blood Bound was watching the movements of the Calamity with fascination.

Rowan closed his eyes and delved into the mind of this man as he attempted to touch his soul. The past three years were not in vain as he had been practicing with his consciousness, and gaining his soul gave him new abilities that he had not even begun to explore.

No longer needing to kill to touch a soul, Rowan delved into the mind of this man, from the moment of his conception when the spark of his soul came alit to this present moment where he stood here and watched the Calamities surged ahead to exterminate his race.

Rowan learned much, but not enough. Although at the Deific Rank, these Blood Bounds were simply grunts. With the talents of the Blood Bounds that made them acquire power easily, seniority and authority came with age not power, and only the truly older members of the Resistance knew what was happening.

To confirm if he could gain more information, Rowan took the time to read through the souls of everyone here until he was satisfied that he could learn anything more.

However, what he had learned from the soul of this Blood Bound made Rowan truly furious. These Resistance members did not regard themselves as Blood Bounds but called themselves Blood Slaves.

They saw their bloodline as a curse and only bringing their nature closer to Ascendancy would allow them to rid themselves of this curse. In the past, it was not always like this, but something had changed.

In the beginning, the Resistance did what they were created for, they fought against the Explorers and sought to create a better society for every one of their so-called cursed bloodlines, but a new ideology was born that began to twist their purpose. They fell into despair, not valuing their resistance, seeing it as a futile action against an enemy they could never beat, and they decided to embrace their nature as slaves, for power and better conditions.

In return, they made sure the Blood Bounds in the surface never rebelled. Their unique position as the Resistance meant that hotblooded youth and wise adults who wished to fight against their oppressors would come to them, and they could easily get rid of them.

Instead of being the defenders of their people, they became their oppressors, and what was worse was that they took the form of Shepherds when they were wolves. They became ticks infesting the bodies of the Blood Bound, slowly bleeding them dry, and their actions that were disturbing the surface and leading to the extermination of every Blood Bound on the surface were met with indifference, some of them were even excited, for they hated the Blood Bounds even more than the Ascendants.

"If my blood is a curse to you all, then return it to me."

The unexpected voice of Rowan that resounded inside this space startled all the Blood Slaves, and before they could acknowledge what was happening, Rowan grabbed the air in front of him, and the seventy Blood Slaves froze and their skin, muscles, blood, and internal organs were ripped out from them.