The Primordial Record novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215 My Last Tears (4)

Yet, Rowan's perception did not disappear. He was in a state of darkness, and everything he saw was merged with a black fog, but he was still in here with them.

Rowan began hearing a dull groan and the sounds of chains clanking together, there was a series of whispers around that when he attempted to listen to what they were saying suddenly ceased and whatever sounds he was hearing vanished.

He saw Rico grabbing a glowing skull with missing jaws, and realized it was his own, and he smirked and tossed it to the ground, where he stamps on it, crushing it to pieces, and he spoke something, but Rowan could only catch the end because his voice sounded like he was underwater. "—justice."

The sounds cleared up, and his sights and perception were slowly returning.

"—know who I am?"

"I don't know, and I don't care, but I like your style. Hey buddy, how about you check out if that cockroach is really dead. He did withstand my flames hundreds of times, that sort of vitality is really unfair, don't you think?"

"I'm going to kill you for what you did?"

"If you are going to do so, why stand here and talk about it when you could be doing it already… Wait a moment, "Dorain snapped his fingers as he scratched his head, "I know you, don't I? You are that brat who stole his sister's…"

"Enough!" Rico screamed and from his chest another long blast of thick lightning blasted out towards Dorian.

Rowan could really appreciate the power of this move now that he could see it on the other end. The sounds the lightning made as it exited Rico's chest was hard to describe, but it was like an unearthly wail, and the lightning shot out with so much force it left long ragged tears in space.

The thick stream of lightning slammed Dorian into the earth, which obstructed him for less than a fraction of a second before it was vaporized, and he was pushed deeper into the earth, vaporizing thousands of tons of earth along the way, after thirty seconds the lightning beam halted.

Dorian was a thousand feet away and was on his back, a faint red light surrounded his body, and he groaned in pain as he attempted to stand, that was before another blast of lightning slammed into him once more.

Rico was screaming like a mad man, as he moved forwards, and the lightning from his Territory was not letting up. Rowan felt a tingle in his skull that was beginning to rematerialize, and his perception increased, and he felt something click inside him as his Palace of Ice was being regenerated along with his Mental Space.

The blast of lightning never ceased as the area around Dorian was expanded for tens of thousands of feet across from the intense heat generated, and a river of lava began to form on the ground.

Rico increased his offensive as lightning bolts began raining down from the skies, the air was thick with snakes of lightning roaming around, and it seemed gravity was beginning to lose it sway because pieces of rocks began levitating. No, not gravity, Rowan realized, it was the wind. Rico had begun calling on the wind!

For an instant Rowan thought this series of moves might really do it, it would finish off Dorian, but then the bastard began to laugh.