The Primordial Record novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213 My Last Tears (2)

He was already eight thousand feet into the ground, and the massive crater they made in the ground was wider than four football stadiums. His all out attack had borne fruit, and he was able to cut off Dorian's head.

Dorian was still alive, as the vitality of a Dominator at the second circle was tyrannical. Keeping a steady stream of Aether to freeze Dorian, he began tugging at the blade in the hands of Dorian.

His grip on the blade would not loosen, and Rowan directed one of his clones into attacking the hand, the clone began smashing the limb with a great hammer until the hammer broke and then retrieving another heavy weapon and continuing with the action.

The weapons he had inside his bracelet were not powerful enough to truly inflict lasting damage to Dorian. If he continued, he might use weeks to pound him into pieces smaller than a grain of sand or even have to take more drastic actions, for this was what it truly meant to kill a Dominator at the peak of the second circle.

All his weapons in the bracelet would run out in four more hours, this was not a viable plan. Dorian's blade was the only way forward.

Even with his head cut off, Dorian was aware of his intention, part of the reason he mocked Rowan was his poor choice of weapons, and so his fist held tight to the blade, harder than his body held on to his head. His actions were still futile, Rowan had created a battlefield that suited him, and he was going to win.

He stopped the thrill of victory shooting through his veins, he was going to win this fight, but at this pivotal moment he had to be careful.

In one hour's time, Rowan crushed his hands to pea sized pieces and seized the reluctant blade.

His Empyrean sense could not penetrate the body of Dorian. Just pushing through his skin with his senses nearly floored him with the vast complexities inside it.

Pushing through the distractions, Rowan lifted the blade, the edge of it was so keen it was making a humming sound as he moved it through the air, and he came to stand before the head of Dorian.

There was no fear in those eyes, only surprise and acceptance from one warrior to another, and beneath that layer, deeper than anyone else could touch was rage and fear, a deep rage that Rowan intended to snuff out. Dominators like these had practiced the act of losing gracefully, but underneath all that false bravado Rowan knew an animal dwelled inside all of them.

Rowan picked the blade with both hands, and set the tip of the blade before the forehead of Rowan, a strong push and the blade parted the skin and began digging through the bones.

The clouds far above him darkened and converged as a massive lightning bolt the size of a pillar, smashed down upon him and Dorian.

"Bastardssss, you killed her!" A loud yell came from the top of the crater, and a man with his hair made of lightning and holding a trident appeared on the ground with a flash of light.

The massive lightning bolt he had slammed into Rowan had pushed him into the side, and he was buried under rubble and for a time, he could not move due to the immense amount of electricity flowing inside him.

His eyesight, however, pierced through the rubble covering him, and he saw the new player inside this place. He was still shining bright with the lightning running all over him, so his features were not visible, but Rowan saw him look at the decapitated body of Dorian before turning to him and sending another blast of lightning at the rubble, melting it into ashes.

Before Rowan could move he threw the trident filled with lightning into Rowans chest, pinning his body to the wall while he walked up to him, the lightning brought a fresh wave of pain that was inconsequential to Rowan, but the debilitating effects of the electric current was making Rowan annoyed, he had just lost his chance in killing Dorian, and he could not move while millions of volts were pumping in his veins, turning his body into ashes, and only his regeneration was keeping him in one piece.

As the man stepped closer, Rowan could see his appearance clearly, and he was Rico, but now he had grown taller and more muscular, his teeth were gritted in anger, and he seized Rowan by the neck while pouring more lightning down Rowan's spine.

"What did you do? Tell me… Tell meee?!"