The Primordial Record novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36 Berserker (Final)

Rowan took the chance to look at the amount of soul points he had harvested, they were a whopping one hundred and seventy-five and change. Each of those Giant Abomination should have given him at least forty points of souls.

Leaving seven points, Rowan funneled the rest into Ouroboros. The welcoming sensation of his body strengthening was intoxicating. He felt his body transformations beginning to accelerate, and he knew he must be approaching a new threshold.

This was while, for all intents he was still a Mortal State Dominator. Rowan had broken every law of power in this world, and he was beginning to have a hint of how terrifying his powers were.

This revelation did not bring him any elation, only intense wariness, power such as this would attract attention, maybe it already had and he did not know it yet.

Perhaps if he was lucky to become legendary before his lifespan elapses, he would be invincible in this world? But only if he survives.

His Constitution was ticking upwards at a rocket pace, and his body was becoming denser, but his growing Strength was compressing his muscles, making his frame smaller and Agility was reducing his weight.

Each of the stats were important. He suspected without those two stats he would have become a colossus, more than twenty feet tall and weighing multiple tons!

He was sure other Dominators with the same stats would not have a body like his own. The Ouroboros bloodline made him intrinsically different from the inside out, and he was sure his same stat would be multiple times as powerful compared to other Dominators with the same stats.

Then Ouroboros hit a thousand points in the record and everything changed. He paused and fell to his knees, and slowly picked himself back up, yet he could not really move from his position, gesturing for Maeve to go ahead of him, he checked his Record.

PᖇᎥᗰᗝᖇᗪᎥᗩᒪ ᖇᗴᑕᗝᖇᗪ

Name: Rowan Kuranes

Age: 11/11

Strength : 96.7

Agility : 95.9

Constitution : 200.4

Spirit : 56.8

Class: None

Title: Plane walker

Aspect : Spatial Sight (Tier 1)

Skill: (None)

Passive : Decipher language (complete), Icy soul (level 4)

Records:

𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗗 𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗢𝗕𝗢𝗥𝗢𝗦 [ATAVISM]- level 0 [1000/4000]

𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗟 𝗦𝗘𝗜𝗭𝗘𝗥 – level 0 [0/1000]

Soul Point :7.4288

Remark : Divine Runt

His robes were torn to shreds, he would be requiring better clothes going forward, else he would go through his wardrobe in no time.

Outside his body, he was not too different. He may have grown a few inches, and his shoulders had become a bit wider, but his stats were almost triple of what it were before he began this fight.

On his chest, three gleaming tattoos were inlaid on the shell, and he felt joy when he saw no more tattoos being created. His shell was now darker, almost turning black.

No matter how powerful he would become, he was not sure whether he would be able to gather enough souls before his lifespan ran out.

His Strength and Agility were so close to reaching the Rift State, and the world almost seemed like it was slowing down. With his present Constitution, he may not need to breathe for hours, and now he was sure he that stat wise he was now far superior to Maeve, but in every other aspect, he was solely lacking.

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Glenn's body was tired.

His rage and anger were not.

So, he burned his body. He burned what was left of his life and gave it to the damn Axe. In his mind, he heard the deranged laughter of the weapon.

𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦…

He remembered the promises he gave himself. The oath he swore to his wife. "I am so sorry, my dear. I have been away from your touch for far too long. Our boy is now with you, and I am on my way home. My bloodline has ended. But I return to your arms triumphant."

Glenn pumped more life force into the axe, and with a yell, he thrust the weapon at the sky. A green phantasmal Axe appeared above him, and the phantasmal image of the Axe grew, it brought forth intense light and heat.

There was a single giant besieging them. The rest had retreated into the fog for reasons unknown. But this one stayed behind. The horrifying Visage of this giant seemed to be grinning.

The sound was grating, and the eyes of those close to the giant bled. Its eyes fixed on Glenn. With one hand, it began to wriggle towards him like a worm, while dragging long piles of offal behind him. _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}