The Primordial Record novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171 Palace of Ice (5)

Before he would allow despair to flood his heart, he sent a gust of wind into the falling debris of the mountain, and he saw that the Relay Tower was bent in half trailing sparks, but the blinking red light on the top meant it was still functional.

He no longer expected to be able to escape with his life, and he was not so stupid not to see the connection between Rowan Kuranes and these creatures, yet his calm and easy-going manner back in the convoy had fooled him, and he would be damned if he was going to die and give him another month of freedom.

The thought that he had been played like a fool burned, and knowing he was going to die worsened it, and to think thirty minutes ago his head had been filled with thoughts of his glory.

So stupid, for someone who was hunted by Earth gods, you would think he would tread more carefully around him. Rowan had not destroyed the convoy, although he did not know the reason, it meant that if he had stayed behind until they reached a functional Relay Tower, then he could have easily sent a message about his findings.

Yet greed had made him hurry out to the Underground City. He felt growing anger in his chest that burned like acid, he would not let this man win! The Relay Tower was still active; he only needed to come a few feet closer, and he could send a message.

He was so close!

Another spike that still flew faster than should be possible destroyed what was left of the Relay Tower, and his growing anger sputtered.

His eyes widened as he turned only to see that the Dragons had not escaped the explosion of the Incarnation, but he could see the head of one of the Dragons, and from the spikes that ran down their bodies, two were missing.

So, they had the ability to shoot those damn spikes!

Now he knew it was not his imagination. Those fuc*ing beasts were laughing.

His anger and despair were silenced when a volley of those spikes descending on him like rainfall.

In a brief moment, only his screams remained.

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The last of the Incarnation State golden beast fell, and the roars from the Ouroboros Serpent turned to those of conquest, and a bit of dissatisfaction, as their debut after so being restricted felt insufficient, the death of millions of prey was not nearly enough to sate their annoyance.

He just realized that these creatures could bear a grudge, although they could also be influenced by his emotion, they also had their own personal resentment.

Chief among them was the mysterious goddess and the Order of Broken Eyes.

Rowan promised them more to come, his full attention was not on them, however, it was on his new bloodline and its appearance as this enigmatic female figure.

During the upgrade of this bloodline, many amazing things had occurred, and Rowan had to slowly digest all the information and events that had just transpired.

This new bloodline gave out a frightful amount of cold that even affected him, and he was not even being targeted. He had thought he was already immune to most level of temperature, but this one was different.

The phenomenon it created was also bizarre.

The chill from the bloodline created a black and purple ice, and during the upgrades, that ice had grown, and it turned into a castle made of black and purple ice, and underneath his body, a Throne of Ice was created.

The castle was not considerable, almost the size of his manor, it had only a single room, which was the Throne room.

It was hard to describe this castle made from black and purple ice because it seems to have a field that blocked intense investigation, as if most of it was missing, and this was only a small part of its whole being revealed.