The Primordial Record novel Chapter 529

Chapter 529 Infiltrator

A subtle wave that Rowan could barely notice, but he understood as luck began to fill his Mental Space and slowly seeped into his flesh.

Intent was a power that only those at the level of Gods, Archamges, and Demon Princes and above should have access to, and there were many mysteries to this mysterious power that met the eye.

Was it possible that another method of growing stronger at this level was from harvesting Fate? This should be the method the other gods grow their power, unlike the gods of Trion who had access to other ways of growing stronger.

Fate seemed to serve as a method for gods to accelerate the methods their bloodlines and abilities grow. He would be learning more about this power, it was unique and now that he had access to it, soon he would fully control it.

Unfortunately, such details about this power were not collected by him inside the Ancient Library. It had a positive effect on his bloodline and Rowan wanted to understand all he could about it.

He did not need Fate to grow his abilities, he doubted there was anyone who could develop their abilities faster than he could, but if his bloodline could feed on it, then its importance was paramount.

Rowan suddenly had a thought, 'Wait, maybe Eva would have an idea about what this all meant after all the method she used to awaken her Intent is still a mystery to me, and I don't even know the grade of her Intent.'

Rowan summoned her to him, and when she appeared a few hundred feet from Rowan, his Ouroboros Serpents began making a low hissing sound that would make an Archmage's leg shake from fright. Rowan sent several consoling thoughts to his Serpents before they allowed her to come closer.

Eva however did not come too close, only taking a single step closer, the Ouroboros Serpents seemed to be satisfied with her gesture of deference and they settled down, their eyes staring deep into reality, guarding against any threat.

So it was not too surprising to Rowan when his One-Eyed Ouroboros Serpent suddenly struck out into midair and dragged a screaming figure out of the ripped space.

The bleeding figure was clad in starlight and appeared to be a youth of sixteen, his body brightened up and Rowan knew intuitively that he was about to escape, he shot out two beams of his Black Aether at the figure from his eyes, who became frozen in place, half of his body already merged in space.

"Eva!" Rowan yelled, but she was already moving, weaving trails of shadows in the air, she cried out softly, "Trzarok Schiyuh!"

Rowan understood what she said, and it was similar to the intonation used by the Narghal Tyrant, but this one was older, she said, "Space Lock!"

The surrounding space seemed to fluctuate like ripples on the surface of a lake, and then seemingly solidified into diamond.

Except for Rowan and Eva, everything here had frozen in place for five hundred feet all around, even time seemed to be moving far more slowly.

The blockade he had set up was opened, and for this god to have found his way into his chambers, must have taken some time, most likely a month, his chambers were guided by Angels who never slept, and Murrihm must have carefully worked his way through the void to avoid any slip, else he would have been caught. _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}