The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1579

Chapter 1579: Gate of Madness (2)

The red mist secreted by the creatures feeding on the Primordial was familiar to him. He had first come across it from the Ascendant Shisu, and it was the Will of Pain, only here it had been enhanced to the eighth-dimensional level. Rowan had once thought this Will could not surpass the seventh-dimensional level, but it turned out that in the throne of Primordial Chaos, these creatures existed in abundance and they were all Old Ones.

Rowan sat back on his throne and observed Chaos, now surrounded by billions of these creatures. These creatures were consuming him alive and secreting so much Will of Pain into his body that Rowan’s skin cringed from where he sat.

He was familiar with pain, far more than most could imagine, but what was happening here was disturbing, and there was no way Rowan would place himself in a situation where he had to endure so much pain.

Nevertheless, he did not allow this to distract him; everything this Primordial did was for a reason, and Rowan believed that Chaos had given him enough clues to figure it out.

Rowan had proved to him that he was worthy enough to be spoken with because he knew secrets that far exceeded his level, and now came the second test.

From his horrifying demonstration, Primordial Chaos had revealed to him that he was a being of endless appetites. He firmly believed that nothing Rowan did had any significant meaning in the end because they would win; the Primordials would always win.

As he said, Rowan dabbled in forces beyond his comprehension, and because the Primirdials had ensured that there would be no opportunity for him to see what lies beyond the veil, he would always be one step behind.

Rowan smiled, almost self-deprecatingly, “Chaos, you honored my invitation because I am a source of amusement. You believe that my actions are ultimately for your entertainment. How could I ever hope to hurt the Primordials using the weapons they have created?”

The Primordial groaned in pleasure, a pleased smile on his bleeding face, his arms stretching to the side as if he were waking from a nap,

“Precisely Rowan Kuranes. I kept many of your secrets safe from the rest because, unlike me, they do not appreciate the marvel behind all of you mortals. The experiences you are only capable of undergoing are sublime, and I feed on that energy.”

Rowan’s eyes glinted with a scarlet glow, “And are you not afraid that one day you will choke on it? I know for a fact that I have made moves that you could not anticipate.”

The Primordial went still before he suddenly burst into laughter. Endless waves of power blasted from his mouth, tearing his skin apart and shaking this dimension to the core. Millions of living statues collapsed as this space that was made to hold the fragment of his consciousness was brought to the limit simply from his laughter.