The Primordial Record novel Chapter 340

Chapter 340 Barbarian

Nodding her head as she accepted the command, Eva began to bring her hands slowly together and muttering a low chant, there were billions of tiny runes flashing inside her eyes, suddenly, a purple cloud swirled into existence in the middle of her closing palms, if someone would closely examine the rolling cloud they would notice the purple cloud contained sounds, images, text and so much more.

She brought her hands closer together, and the movements of the cloud became more violent as more information was poured faster into it as her hands slowly came together, and when both palms touched, a single purple drop remained.

"I have trimmed out all the fluff, but this is every single data collected from all over the galaxy for the last three years. It is… dense, are you ready?"

Rowan did not need to breathe, nevertheless he took a long one, and then he gestured for her to continue.

With a wave of her hand, she sent the purple drop into the reflection of Rowan, whose spectral body became stained with a shade of purple. He groaned as countless streams of data, equivalent to billions of terabytes of information bombarded his consciousness every single second. Sounds, images, all the memories of tens of Angels scattered throughout the universe, he collected them all, and when it was finally over, he could not help but sigh in relief and then Rowan began his review.

He missed his multiple consciousness at this time, as he would have been able to review the entire data in a much lesser time period, however, Eva had done an outstanding job at highlighting areas of interest for his immediate attention, namely the new galaxy they had begun infiltrating, the Empire and the wars being fought on her surface, the new changes inside the Royal families, and so much more. It was astonishing the amount of information that was gathered over these three years, enough to fill every library in a Minor World.

After going through each file, the decision he was about to make was finalized in his mind. His thoughts were now fixed, yet he still had a few questions that were troubling him, and it was all related to the moment he transmigrated.

Rowan remembered a conversation between his father, General Augustus, and a mysterious hooded figure. His great memory recalled every single word spoken, especially one word—Barbarians.

According to the General, they were losing a war with the Barbarians, and the experiments they were performing were not bearing fruit. Yet, all the current investigation on the Empire had not revealed any single enemies that may have been called Barbarians. With the revelations from his mother, Rowan was now critically going through most of his memories, and that particular discrepancy stuck out like a sore thumb.

Rowan looked at his spectral hands, it was halfway as bright as before, his time was rapidly running out. "Eva I want you to immediately search for any known mention of the word Barbarian, in any of the Empire Archives you have access to." _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}