The Primordial Record novel Chapter 527

Chapter 527 The Gaze of The Universe

Rowan could as well imagine what the Narghal Tyrant would be feeling right now.

To the Narghal Tyrant, Time was linear, he had just successfully attacked Rowan twice and had won their short confrontation, and he was about to continue his attack to further push his advantage before he suddenly found himself devoid of energy, his Blood Pillar above on the verge of destruction and his Tribulation Ring about to be extinguished.

To add salt to injury, he could feel a purer source of Berserker Intent that did not come from him, but from the Mortal who had a much weaker grade of Intent, a second ago.

"What unholy madness is this?"

The first thought that occurred to him was Time Manipulation, but one that was so profound it went against all universal laws he knew should be possible inside a material universe!

The very structure of the Material Universe made it impossible for Time to be manipulated to this extent, this was what he had always known, but he could not deny the evidence he was witnessing.

'Something is very wrong here, this is most likely a Machination from an Old One, I have to flee!' The Narghal Tyrant screams internally.

He had no time to organize his thoughts before he was swallowed by darkness, and then a deep numbness like a mortal dragged into the midst of a winter storm, but he could not shiver, he could not even scream, he felt his death and the Narghal Tyrant smiled.

'No matter how unbecoming my passing got to be, at least I died in battle, but the universe… she is in mortal peril, I need to warn her, but how?...'

This was his last thought and he was no more.

The Last Narghal Tyrant, the First Berserker was now a footnote in history and it was hard to know if there was ever a record of his life and his people left behind.

The universe was too large, and time was an inexorable force, even the greatest of powers, except they could transcend the laws of the universe, would eventually fall and fade away.

Rowan dismissed his World of Ice and instead made a throne. He sat and closed his eyes as his body began to change with the fresh wave of power being bestowed from the universe… well, more like stolen from the universe. He had taken more than his allotted share after all.

A thousand miles over his head, the heavens opened and a crown made from blood and bones began to descend.

Rowan made no move as if he was not aware of the descending crown, but from his back, six Serpent heads emerged as his Ouroboros Serpent encircled his head like a crown, their glowing crystal-like horns encircled Rowan's head and it appeared so magnificent it would make a god weep.