The Primordial Record novel Chapter 435

Chapter 435 Traveller of The Blood

Inside Andar's body, there was not only a Reflection dwelling in it. Rowan was now awake, so he could directly control this body, and so his senses were sharper even if he did not have all the tools he needed due to Andar's weak body.

He could feel a presence touching his own, and it was oddly intrusive as if both of them shared a similar origin.

Rowan hated this sensation, it went against his Empyrean nature to have something so alien be allowed to touch his mind so easily. Yet it still intrigued him, for the possibilities it brought could be imagined.

His consciousness zeroed in on the target, and it was not far, it was less than six inches away from the face of the sleeping Andar.

It carried the face of a child that was fused with a door, so it appeared as if it was carved from wood, the two eyes that were swirling with a weird color were a window to another world that allowed Rowan to feel a vast presence that was utterly alien and powerful beyond measure.

Yet, why did it feel so familiar?

That presence covered the sleeping form of Andar, and he felt a cold breath on his face, and something rough touching his lips and heading towards his eyes.

'Was he licking his face?'

Even though the boy was still deep in sleep, Rowan still controlled the body and opened Andar's eyes.

The wooden face of a boy was pressed against his own. The head of the boy had extended from the door that was standing at the center of the room, and his neck had been elongated behind him and swayed around like a wooden snake.

"Hello, fellow Traveler of The Blood." The wooden boy spoke, "It is not every time one of us walks the material plane. I find it oddly comforting, hmm, the Heavens must be changing."

The voice that came from the boy was old and grave, like a ninety-year-old man who had spent his life abusing his lungs.