The Primordial Record novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134 Archimedes (final)

"Yay… then I've to be going master, the trip would take a year, but I would hurry as fast as I can." Archimedes pumped her claws in celebration, and she turned and bared her teeth to the rest of the Covenant, "Be wary of your dealing with them master, they refused to fall with you on that day, and all ran with their tails between their legs as you alone faced the might of all the gods of Trion."

"I don't think sending us all to our death in an endless series of mindless death should be the way we avenge your master Archimedes."Ulremazz said as he massaged his brows.

"It should be your honor." The lightning Kirin sniffed and looked away in disdain, and Ulremazz chucked wryly.

Saying another heartfelt goodbye to Rowan, the Archimedes transformed into enormous bolts of lightning and streaked far into space, her destination, Jarkarr.

"I have always wondered…" said Fiona Shadowsoul, "How a Demon of Destruction such as you Ohrox would have the loyalty of a Lightning Kirin. None in my Coven had succeeded."

"And they never will." Khoron sneered, "Face the facts, Crow, no matter how you want to paint the facade over your powers. You are a death dealer, your lot is by the grave with the lost and the departed and the Lightning Kirin is a creature of light and valor of bravery and bloodlust. You can never have her."

"Every time you speak, I'm reminded that in the Abyss, even a flea with the brain size of a needle head can become a god." Fiona Shadowsoul shot back.

"Yet, you are envious of an accomplishment that so many of us easily achieve, while your entire Coven languish in jealousy." Khoron smirked, "I wonder what that makes of you?"

Arlushan tapped the table, "Let's return to the reason we assembled here. The matter of the glorious resurrection of one of our own, and his gradual reinstatement into his Throne. In addition to the Elura Fragments to be given to him, we must also allocate Worlds, armies, resources…"

Rowan discovered everything around him was slowly turning gray, like the monochrome television of his previous life.

Arlushan and everyone else at the table turned to him, and Rowan noticed that their eyes glowed in an alien manner, and for the briefest of a moment, he understood that what he was seeing was just a shell used by these creatures, their names had revealed a small part of their nature, but whatever they were.

It was vast and old and extremely horrifying.

"Of course, it must be strenuous for you to activated your Origin Treasure for so long. When you have not reignited your Infernal Spark. Rest well Ohrox, Prince of Destruction, as we shall manage the details of your affair in a satisfactory manner."

Rowan closed his eyes and felt his consciousness zipped across the Cosmos into his body, and he eyes snapped open.

He spent the next two minutes holding his head as a piercing pain from a long overdrawn Spirit nearly tore his mind apart.

When he came to, Rowan was silent. Whatever damages done to him by over drawing his Spirit had been healed, and his mind was fully alert.

He buckled the Spatial bracelet on his right wrist and used his Spirit to collect pieces of tactical gear, but he took only a fitting underwear and an armored trouser that looked and felt like silk. It was black with many two pockets each by the side. The shoes were black heavy boots and Rowan instantly fell in love with them.

Rowan did not sweat or did he have any discernible body odor, so he wore the underwear and trousers without any discomfort, leaving his upper body bare. His feet slid into the boots, and he nearly groaned in pleasure. Something about keeping your foot embraced inside a warm enclosure always brought comfort.

He retrieved wine and a considerable slab of seasoned meat. Breaking a small pile of wood from the crates used to store other odds and ends, he easily made a fire, the wood was dry and quickly caught the flame, and they gave out a fragrant smoke similar to Apple wood.

Rowan used his Telekinetic ability to slowly rotate the meat over the open flame, and the flames soon began to sizzle, and the fat began to melt.