The Primordial Record novel Chapter 520

Chapter 520 Origin Stage Tribulation

Vraegar's abilities were enigmatic, and Rowan built it in a manner that would take advantage of all the advantages of his powerful Empyrean body.

His scales were harder than Davross, gearing closer to the density of his Empyrean Adamant with every day that passed, his claws were sharp and his movements were swift, he would be a force of devastation when he attacked, and so Rowan saw no need for the Dragon energy attacks to do more of the same thing, instead it was to focus on other things, namely spirit, and vitality.

Vraegar energy-based attacks were not destructive, instead, they acted as a form of devouring force that consumed energy, vitality, and even Spirit.

When Vraegar's blow had clashed against the Tribulation, it did not fight fire with fire, and it appeared that it had been destroyed, but that was far from the truth, instead, it went the opposite route and absorbed the energy from the attack.

This attack was all the energy the Tribulation had to spare and it began to disperse. The dragon roared his victory to the heavens and eyed the palace in the distance, pride in his eyes for conquering his Tribulation before the gaze of his father.

Vraegar suddenly groaned as his scales began to split, from out of nowhere a profound sense of power and incredible vitality flooded through his body. These all came not only from the Tribulation attack he just absorbed but also from the feedback from the universe, for surviving his Tribulation.

He was essentially gaining more than ten times the benefits to be gotten from a Tribulation, and this energy was enough for him to break the boundary of the Fourth Supreme Circle, even after he had suppressed his growth to the limit, there was nowhere for all this power to go, and he had to ascend.

Vraegar began to curl into a massive ball, and his tail and wings covered his torso and face, as the temperature of his body dropped to below zero.

His eyes were slowly closing when he saw the figure of his father appearing beside him.

Smiling weakly at his father who patted him on the snout, he struggled to open his mouth, but the change coming over him was swift and he could hardly move. Rowan's reassuring smile was all it took for him to relax.

'Of course, my father understands my accomplishment. I can finally be of use, and not those feathered chickens, I shall become the Herald of his rise, and one day my father shall depend on me for victory. Hehehe…that day is surely coming. My wings shall cover him and keep him safe.'

Vraegar's fantasies ran deep, but suddenly a sense of threat so profound it nearly froze his heart shrouded him, and his consciousness began to flee as he fainted from pure panic, but before he fell into the darkness of unconsciousness he saw it.

His Tribulation Cloud that stretched for thousands of miles was beginning to dissipate, and through it he could see something behind, much higher in space, it was another descending Tribulation, and if his own was the size of a house, what followed behind it was the size of an entire planet!

Vraegar dimly realized that there was only one person in existence that such a Tribulation could come for–His Tyrannical and unmatched father.