The Primordial Record novel Chapter 456

Chapter 456 Not Perfection... Just The Beginning.

Rowan knew his attack would not take long so he unleashed Eruption without holding back, and the Eternal Flower made an awful shriek of pain, as its petals began to bleed.

Rowan took another step forward.

No longer was he using the strict form passed down from the Berserker Aspect, what he fought with was the culmination of every battle he had ever been into, and every technique he had ever observed, all the methods of application of power came into one in his hands, and grew to become something… else.

He did not have a soul but Rowan still shivered as a fresh wave of enlightenment washed through his mind and then Rowan began to make…art.

The first attack he made perfectly cut through Dao Ma's defense made from twirling his whip.

The whip which was traveling at so much speed the barrier it made was almost solid, and it could even block out light, but Rowan made a million minuscule movements with his Axe in a fraction of a second and sliced off Dao Ma's hand.

Envy had gone through the barrier as if it was not solid, a barrier that would even stop light!

He turned his Axe a little to the left and blocked the incoming strike of the short spear with the hilt of his Axe, and he followed it with a punch to the god's elbow.

At the angle he placed the punch, the joint in Dao Ma's hand moved in the opposite direction with a sickening crunch, but this sound was still hanging in the air, for Rowan's current speed seemed to be breaking the limits imposed by the Eternal Flower.

Flowing with his motion as if it was all a dance, his Axe went through another pass and took out Dao Ma's left leg at the knee, what came next was a punch under the sternum to keep his body from falling to the ground.

This blow crushed every bone in Dao Ma's torso, his Axe blurred along and removed the broken hand of the god as he sliced through his biceps and in the same motion, passed through his body from the chest to the waist.

Before the god could even understand what was happening to him, Rowan had already made five more slices with Envy, each of the slices was symmetrical and every blow was a statement.

He held Dao Ma's decapitated head by his purple hair. The eyes of the god widened as he saw his body fall into neat little pieces, that resembled a blooming rose, even his spine was arranged around the rose, and it resembled its thorns.

Rowan flew down to the chest of Dao Ma, where the gate still spewed blood but it was slowing down. Dao Ma had used a lot of his Essence when he attempted to ascend, and Eva had quietly drained most of them, plus he was fighting another serious battle with the World Seed and he was on the verge of losing. _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}