With the Palace of Ice now having a new chamber and his second bloodline also at the Rift State, it was left for him to take it to the peak.
Rowan was now forty-eight feet tall and the requirements for him to reach the peak of Rift State for the Avatar of Eve bloodline was a whooping 120,000 Soul points. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
Rowan frowned a bit, the amount of Soul points required by this bloodline was becoming slightly alarming. For the Ouroboros bloodline, he needed 1000 Soul points for the Mortal State, at the Legendary Level he had required 15,000 Soul Points, at the Rift State he needed 30,000 Soul points which was far lesser than he imagined for the Rift State requirements, but he thought it might be because he was just unlocking his Rift State ability, and he expected his Incarnation State to follow the same premise.
Nevertheless, Avatar of Eve Bloodline took multiple amounts of Soul points than what his ridiculous Ouroboros Bloodline needed, at the Mortal Level he required 10,000 Soul points to push to the Legendary State, at the Legendary Level he used 40,000 Soul points to push towards the peak of Legendary, to use a 120,000 Soul points for Rift State was a disturbing trend, but he still welcomed it.
Rowan was aware that each of the Soul points was a resource that was powerful beyond measure, and he could create anything with them, for his bloodline to require so much of it, even in its nascent state spoke of the sheer power it controlled.
He could fight many levels above his own by the unique abilities granted by his bloodlines that could not be matched by mere Dominators.
Also was the fact that, this bloodline he received was not random, no matter the lucky coincidence he may have surmised he took to acquire them, there was a path linking all the decisions he made, and that knowledge scare him.
There was no way the dreams he had, of the words to speak for this bloodline activation, the first days of coming to this world were random. The more powerful he became, the more abilities he came in contact with, and the more he understood the depths of this universe, and it was far deeper than he realized.
The Strings bounding his Primordial Record was still there yet, it was fading a little more every day, and he noticed that with his Ascensions, the rate by which the strings faded went by faster.
He had no solutions to this hidden string interfering with his life, except do the same thing he had always done, get stronger, plan for all eventualities, and keep his thoughts on the true reason why he existed, his purpose and goals, these would be his focus.
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