The Primordial Record novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147 Perilous Journey (3)

A green mushroom cloud appeared over the battlefield and Circe was flung far into the sky with a cry, as the sound and force that erupted from this move by Rowan nearly stunned her senseless.

She had already begun gathering Aether, when she noticed the green sun being created by him, and before she could understand what he wanted to do with such an impressive amount of Aether she nearly blacked out when the shockwave from the explosion from the flames far beneath her reached her body.

She had readied no defenses but her armor, and although that had reduced the impact, it was still a terrifying force that reached her body.

She took some time to steady herself in the air and looked down below, "Erohim!" Circe could not help herself but call out in shock and awe. The flames had disappeared with supernatural quickness, leaving the ground a red field of lava and smoke.

Every creature below her was gone. Vaporized away by intense heat and force, the ground had been reduced by several feet, and she could only see a single person standing in the center of it all, he did not look impressed at what he had done, he only had a contemplative look on his face.

He slowly walked out of the field of larva and looked around as he sighed, when she came down beside him, she heard him muttering, "I thought it would be out by now."

Keeping the shock out of her face, Circe swallowed, "That was impressive." she said, "Is there a problem with this situation?"

"Yes, there usually should be a leader for any of the hordes. Maybe this is a small one and does not warrant its attention." Rowan said, and he turned to her, "Please turn around."

"Why?" Circe asked, and her eyes widened again as the clothes on Rowan's body began falling to pieces and fading into smoke. Her cheeks went red, and she looked away and coughed, "Warn me properly next time."

Rowan rolled his eyes, and fished for new clothes inside his Spatial bracelet; he had tried holding his clothes together with his Telekinesis, as the heat and the massive explosion he generated using Bone Fire and Vortex shocked him.

If he had started with this move, he could have easily killed all the creatures here at once. But, Rowan knew he was getting stronger because he was gradually freeing up his impressive physical Essence and the Abilities he had used in this fight had combined both his physical Essence and his Aether.

Rowan was sure his snow-white Aether was different from anyone else because after fighting with several Incarnation State beings, the quality of the Aether they employed seemed fragile to him.

If his Aether was made from grains, then theirs was made from smoke. The difference in quality could not be more clear.

The addition of both properties into these Abilities had created this massive eruption of power that superseded any technique he could ever unleash using a singular source of power.

This battle netted him another 800 Soul points, and he nearly grinned as he was getting closer to the peak of the Legendary State.

"c'mon we have to go. I'll carry you." Circe began creating a platform of blue ice a few feet above the ground.

Rowan hurriedly wore his boots, his outfits were disappearing fast and if he loses one with every battle, then he would need more.

He hopped onto the platform of ice, making sure he used his Telekinesis to lighten his weight, as he was sure he was far heavier than he looked, with his body more akin to living metal than flesh and blood.

These minor passive abilities granted by his Empyrean body were becoming far more useful than he gave them credit for. The barrier that covered his body and his Telekinesis were rapidly becoming indispensable.

He wondered why they had not yet been categorized inside the Primordial Record. Then he just placed it as a necessary addition to his Empyrean body, and likened it to the same way humans had hair on their body, but he had a field of unknown barrier shielding his flesh.