The hunger inside the heart of Rowan began to manifest after the battle was over, his overly analytical mind was being washed under by a seemingly fragrant scent, like a divine feast waiting for him to indulge his gluttony and revel in decadence without any limits.
Dao Ma had looked into Rowan's eyes and he had seen the end of all things. The god had fallen into despair and acceptance that at the moment of his death, he would never rise again.
Eva appeared beside Rowan and looked at the head of Dao Ma, her pert nose wrinkled and she looked away, they both stepped into the Divine Kingdom and the large spikes the Ouroboros Serpents kept floating around disintegrated into dust as Rowan collected all the energy inside them.
With another step, Rowan strolled into a new world. One where there was no moon or stars above, just endless white of water and the green of plants.
Every Divine Kingdom was different, each of them was patterned after the power the god controlled. For Erohim his kingdom was one of ice and fire, but for Dao Ma was one of endless swamps with unknown depths and dense forests that went as far as the eyes could see.
Like every Divine Kingdom, he came to catch sight of, they had no edges but visibly folded themselves into a sphere. If the Divine Kingdom was to be a planet, then the planet would be hollow, and it would be situated inside of it, and the outside surface of the planet would just be its skin.
Rowan looked above and he could see only vast swamps and forests that defied gravity and did not fall but existed upside down. It was almost as if the sky was a gigantic mirror.
What could not be ignored however was the growing invasion inside the Divine Kingdom, massive golden vines in their millions were growing and penetrating through the swamps and the forest, draining it of life and bringing behind them a wind of change, as the corners of the Divine Kingdom became covered by a large fog anywhere the vines passed, Rowan World Seed was claiming the Divine Kingdom! frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
Countless beasts of all shapes and sizes ran ahead of the vines and the fog, but they were not fast enough, and before long, all of them would fall. Those that were worthy would rise, new beings, with a single Primogenitor—Rowan.
Dismissing this amazing view, he saw the target he was here to find and smiled at Eva, who nodded back.
The both of them began moving through the Divine Kingdom at speeds exceeding many times the speed of sound, their destination was a swirling maelstrom at what could be called the center of the Divine Kingdom, which at first seemed to be very close, but that turned out to be false because they had been flying for three minutes and they had barely crossed a fraction of the distance.
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