The Primordial Record novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137 The Town (3)

When Rowan slammed the shield on the ground, the spikes penetrated the earth, giving the shield extra stability, and he set his feet and braced himself, just as he called on his Berserker Skill—Bash. The shield glowed with a golden red light, and then the blur impacted on the shield.

"BOOM!!!"

The sound was like a gong, and the middle of the shield caved in a little. The force from the impact pushed Rowan back and his leg left skid marks on the ground as the ground where they had slammed together caved in and a visible wave of force spread out from the impact site.

A large figure was thrown back more than forty feet, and it landed with a loud bang inside a half destroyed building and collapsed the entire structure.

Every technique he had seemed to be supercharged by Aether, and in battle he did not have to struggle for control over it, he could just let loose and let his foes use their bodies to soak up the impacts, while he learned on how to dole out death effectively to his enemies.

Rowan considered it a win-win.

Holding the shield with one hand, he brought out a massive Mace on the other and banged his shield twice—A sign of challenge to the golden wolf.

The rubble stirred, and a ghastly figure pushed itself out from the ruin. Flesh Light had stayed true to its name, it had melted every single bit of flesh from the golden wolf, leaving nothing but gleaming golden bones.

Rowan could see stubborn patches of the red flames on the joints of the wolf that burned away any hopes for this creature to regenerate its flesh for the moment.

What was left was a massive golden skeleton that had a slightly cracked empty eye socket as a result of their clash. The bones resembled a highly advanced robot as it prowled towards him.

Inside the empty eye socket that was bleeding red flames, as a result of the Flesh Light constantly burning the flesh inside the skull of the golden wolf, he could detect a crazed will.

This creature was born from his body, and he understood more than anyone else the tyrannical nature of his flesh, although it would appear that the nature of his flesh had been watered down and spread across all the monsters spawned from his body, it was still not something that could be easily overlooked.

From the Attribute it had displayed, the golden wolf should be at the peak of Incarnation, and he knew it was not among the most powerful of the monsters he had glimpsed when he was falling into the planet.

The real problem was that he was sure these beasts were growing stronger, and if drastic measures were not taken, an unknown disaster with far-reaching consequences might have started up on this planet.

The wolf gave a silent cry that appeared incredibly haunting and charged, its speed was still fast despite not having any muscles or flesh to back its motions.

This was the same reason Rowan was able to move despite having his Spine severed when he was fighting the General, it was the same reason the golden wolf could still function without any many impediments to its actions.

His unique Constitution made it possible for him to still function with injuries that would otherwise impede anyone else, and even a diluted version of his body had those traits, coupled with his insane vitality and endurance, it was no wonder that this world was falling to pieces in the hands of these creatures.