The Primordial Record novel Chapter 390

Chapter 390 Reaching The Hand

This new state of being was fascinating, it was similar to the Icy Soul talent that his main body unlocked, but there were differences. For one this did not affect his emotions, just the way he interacted with his body.

The pain was there, unceasing and growing ever higher, but he could now move, no matter how much his body protested, his mind was in millions of pieces and they could no longer be shut down, not by pain or madness.

In fact, it was difficult for him to even process the feeling of pain because it was so scattered all over his consciousness, that each part of him could not understand the sensation it was feeling unless he chose to merge all the million pieces of his mind and interpret the pain ravaging it.

Without his intervention, Andar could only control all the joints in his body, and because he was not used to doing something like that, his movements were stiff and robotic.

However, what was important to him was that he could move, he could figure out how to control this power at a later time.

This event had taught Rowan a lesson; it was better he did not interfere much with the 'Andar Program.' There might be many surprises and mysteries that could be unearthed.

This was the power system of a Supreme World, and they must have countless years of history and innovation that the bloodline system of the gods of Trion would not have.

So he decided to watch as everything went by, leaving the director's seat to Andar, while he was deep in thought.

However much this new power was helping Andar, it was also a double-edged sword that he should not use for long because as Rowan came to find out, it was feeding on his life force to maintain its potency.

Andar's constitution was durable enough for him to use for a few minutes, any more than that, and it would start to kill him, and if Rowan's conjecture was right, he would slowly turn to stone.

This ability was born from the Spirit Matrix and it should not be very rare, yet If a normal mortal had unlocked this ability, he would be nothing but dust in less than a second.

Andar having solidified the control of his body, began attacking the final barrier to reach the hand of the Chained god. If it was Rowan, he would have used the Cloud Whale, but Andar's character was different.

The child wanted… needed to make a difference. He needed to prove himself.

'This was all well and good as a source of motivation, but it was a flaw in his character,' Rowan thought. Tools were made to be used.

Soon Rowan disregarded this thought process and began focusing on the fragments of the soul covering his body.

Mira had thought it was red gas that contained nothing but pain, but Rowan understood that these were tiny fragments of a god's soul.

It was in pain.

The pain was of a sort, he could not understand.

This pain was so old it was now muddled. The god had forgotten the reason for its pain, and pain had become all it ever was, there could be no communication with such a being, for its mind was gone.