Rowan had underestimated his abilities to a laughable degree, as his greatest insufficiency was information, although he acknowledged that his bloodline was powerful, he did not really understand by how much.
Rowan had never actually understood the operation of his bloodline or where he really stood in the power dynamics of the universe, but as a newly born Empyrean who was growing at an astonishing rate, he would soon begin uncovering all the truths of his existence.
Also, with a series of unique coincidences, he had unknowingly evolved this already powerful bloodline to greater heights than he could have ever imagined, and if he truly understood the significance of some of the words on the Primordial Record, he could become more bold in his activities, or he might wrap himself inside his shell, as the knowledge of the forces he dabbled into, could lead gods to madness and shake the foundations of the multiverse.
It was unknown if the ignorance of his bloodline and the powers that dwelled within him, would be a boon or a curse.
Yet, looking at Envy in his hand, he began to understand a little bit about the ridiculousness of his powers.
He had first thought his strength would lay in his endurance, due to the impossible Constitution granted to him by his bloodline, he wanted to pattern his fighting style around exhausting his enemies, confident in the knowledge that he could never really grow tired.
With the insane regenerative factor of the Ouroboros Bloodline, he had a nigh infinite stamina, he would be able to exhaust anyone to death giving enough time. The issue of his lifespan had been solved, and now he was not afraid of a battle of attrition, but he welcomed it.
Yet, he had been slowly accumulating strength and power without his realization.
His weapon Envy was a mysterious weapon that gave him the ability to manipulate vibrational forces, coupled with the two flames he wielded that were clearly more powerful than any mortal flames, plus his unlimited Essence and if he added his four Ouroboros Serpent to the mix, it became a scary array of powers that could challenge anything.
Then it was possible that in the First Great Circle, he had no opponent, even if an army of First Circle Dominators went against him, he would bet on his victory. They could never wear him out, his eyes should turn towards higher powers and whatever mysterious abilities they might hold.
After all, even with his impressive regeneration, it was possible for a godlike Dominator to teleport his sorry a*s to the center of the sun, he did not think at his level of power he could survive such a move.
With more Soul Points he could continually increase his abilities, but he wanted to rapidly destroy the Control Hub before upgrading his bloodline once more because he would be in a state of weakness for at least an hour.
He realized, no matter how powerful he could grow to become inside the Nexus, he was still on the enemy's chessboard, he would only know true victory if he escapes.
He expected his bloodline to evolve once more, when he pushed five thousand Soul points into it, but if he followed the experience he had evolving into the Four Headed Ouroboros, his Serpents would be disabled for an hour at the least, as they assist in birthing the fifth Ouroboros Serpent.
His current level of his power did not make him conceited, he still had enough Soul Points to become even stronger, and he slowly began adding Soul points to his Ouroboros bloodline, and his body began to shake and release steam.
The budding fifth heart inside his chest began to grow, and Rowan walked slowly, for with every second, the power inside his body was increasing as his body was renewed in each second.
His shoulder-length hair began growing longer, until it reached the middle of his back, his body became even more refined every second, it was not an understatement to say Rowan was changing himself with every passing moment.
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