The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1566

Chapter 1566: Bahamut

The burns inflicted on this shell of the Primordial Beast had not healed, and its single eyes peered at Rowan with a calm detachment. But this was a facade.

Unlike before, when his perception was held back by the limited perception of an Old One like Revah Endirius, he could now see the deeper side of things, and underneath the calm demeanor was a monster screaming in rage and hunger.

He did not know how this Primordial Beast had been able to escape the fate of death and oblivion granted to the rest of his siblings, but this state he was in was one where he was always on the precipice of madness.

Rowan had not been able to perceive the beast by sight, but he could smell his hunger. It was a hunger that was hidden from the sight of most, yet it was familiar to Rowan because he had lived with this hunger for more than a million years, and unlike this Primordial Beast here, he had six bodies to contend with.

Holding him up with a single hand on the throat, Rowan began to apply force slowly; the rage that filled his heart and his desire to destroy were tearing at the gate of his sanity, and he was about to let loose.

The shell of this Primordial Beast clawed at his hand, but Rowan was here with his true dimensional flesh, and his body was not something that this eighth-dimensional shell called Endirius could resist despite the strength in his hands being significant enough to tear an average Old One to pieces.

Noticing that resistance was futile, Endirius stopped struggling and began to speak; although his mouth was moving and words were emerging from them, in the perception of Rowan, the place where his voice came from was not from this body, but was in the distance,

“I have no quarrel with you, Eulxhu Thyak… Why do you choose to steal from me like all the wretched Primes?”

Rowan sniffed, “I am taking back what was once mine, and you, more than most, should not call me a thief when you were among the first thieves to exist. Call this Karma. As the wheel turns, old things pass away, and new things are born from its ashes.”

“If that is your decision, then you shall suffer the consequences for it, for I shall….”

Rowan squeezed tighter, crushing the neck of the shell into powder and cutting off the words of Endirius, disgusted with his hypocrisy,

“spare me the lecture, Endirius; I know you are opening your mouth wide to devour me. Yet, with all your power, you come to me like a coward. This shell of yours does not suffice for battle or negotiation, and your continuous attempts with this facade accomplish nothing but prolong the inevitable.”

“Hahaha….. Even the King of the beasts hunts the lowest of prey with caution. I would have perished long ago if this were not the case.”

Rowan nodded, “Your discretion has its advantages, but you became too used to hunting like the rest of Reality, and you have forgotten what it is like to be a Primordial beast.”

“Eulxhu Thyak…. You have no right to tell me how to hunt.”

Naturally, such a massive consumption of resources meant the power that Rowan could unleash with his flesh was unfathomable. This clap would crush Old Ones, but Rowan was not just a living dimension; he had bloodlines and techniques. _{freewёbnoνel.com}