The Primordial Record novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210 The Son of Scarlet (4)

Rowan responded to his grin by increasing his Eruption technique by another percent, channeling all the fresh energy into strength, and his blow hit that much harder.

The impact sounded like the world ending, and even with his Constitution Rowan arms snapped like a twig, the force from his blow sent a colorful shockwave of red, black, and purple light that slammed into the ground tearing it apart for thousands of feet, and Rowan's body was sent shooting into the sky.

With a yell, Rowan pushed his Telekinesis against his rise and stopped himself from flying far, and for an instant he stood upside down, his head pointing at the ground, and as he fell, he rotated and created a Telekinetic pad beneath his feet.

The loud thump of the body of the man hitting the ground set off another explosion, as his body entered the ground at an angle, creating long furrows in the ground for miles.

When he stopped, it was fifteen miles away, and his body had torn through hills and valleys, and his landing point was inside a small forest that was decimated as if a meteor had impacted the area.

Rowan looked at his hands, they were gone… vaporized in the force of their clash, and then he gasped as he felt pain around his midsection.

In the fraction of a second when the man realized he had been countered, he had stretched out his hand and with wicked fingers tore through Rowans energy cloak and armor leaving a long gash in his stomach.

Rowan face went grim as his stomach healed followed by his armor and energy cloak. This was the issue he faced when fighting extremely powerful Dominators, they were like hedgehogs. Their combat techniques had been refined to the extent they did not need to think before retaliating.

He had been holding on to Suriels sight, and he let go of it, concentrating all his consciousness on a battle that would strain him to the limit.

He manifested two swords from his Spatial bracelet, and he held it with his hands that had already returned to normal, as bones, muscles, and skin rebuilt themselves in seconds.

Rowan eyesight pierced through the miles to see the man shudder and begin to rise. His head was locked inside a giant slab of ice, and he tottered unsteadily on his feet, and fell on one knee. It was almost comical and in another time Rowan would have laughed.

Rowan cocked his head, surprised at the damage he inflicted, and returned the swords to his bracelet and manifested a large bow that was six feet tall, it seemed he would have to move in with his next plan faster than he thought.

Rowan only had a single method he thought he might use to win the fight. Crowd Control! What better tool than his purple black Aether and its freezing ability?

Using his Telekinesis, Rowan fashioned an arrow which he filled with his Aether, and with his will, he concentrated on letting the Aether stay relatively stable and not change it form into black ice, which represented a sort of degeneration of his Aether, when it was not used to power any abilities or functions.

With this method he was able to force twenty grains of Aether into the Telekinesis arrow and Rowan serpentine eyes found his target, and he used Bash to turn the bow red as it began vibrating, before the red glow merged into the arrow, then he let loose.