The Primordial Record novel Chapter 532

Chapter 532 Beauty In Chaos

Rowan was physically inside Murrihm's Divine Kingdom and that meant the god was dead, and he had many ways of accomplishing that task.

"Tut… tut… we can't have that, can we?" Rowan said, he had already finished healing instantly, in fact, he was the one who suppressed his regeneration just to wonder at the sight of his bones, because they were now different from before, in his perception he could see trillions of tiny golden seeds on his bones that were slowly growing.

This peculiar change did not draw much attention from Rowan, he could feel his bloodline power sublimating inside of all these seeds, this change was most likely because of his current level.

His body was too powerful at the first Supreme Circle, and for his Absolute Body to contain all that power, it created what should be called storehouses to stock all the quick growth of power he was experiencing, then over the next few days the seeds would disappear after his body had finished adjusting to the power.

His Absolute Body was having issues adjusting to the amount of power he was obtaining and the speed he was acquiring it!

This was a problem Rowan never thought he would ever encounter, all these thoughts happened on a single Consciousness Pillar, and for Rowan, no time had gone past.

Done with his Introspection he clad himself not with his Berserker power but with his Berserker Intent, millions of red maggots transformed into a robe of white and gold that stretched for hundreds of feet behind him in long strips that waved around like massive pythons.

Rowan's golden hair was long and flowed out behind him like a cape of gold, and nothing of his beauty was of the earth or the sky but was something higher, both Divine and Demonic.

His serpentine eyes watched partly in fascination and partly in annoyance as a god tried to flee from his own Divine Kingdom, although Rowan did not blame him if he were in Murrihm's shoes, he would flee as well.

The attack from the god had been pathetic, possessing no more power than just high temperature, his low-level Intent barely neared Rowan before his Berserker Intent consumed it.

Bringing one of his legs up, he infused it with his Aether, and it turned pitch black, he performed the same action with his left hand and he simultaneously punched towards the sky and slammed his foot on the ground.

A pillar of black ice traveled towards the skies from his left hand, and the ground beneath him froze up in a concentric circle that traveled at Mach 30 from his left foot.

The surrounding space made a cracking sound, as the earth froze, but what happened above was one of the most spectacular sights Rowan had ever seen, and he stood marveling at its beauty.

"Why do I love seeing the beauty inside chaos?" Rowan wondered aloud as the skies of the Divine Kingdom shuddered in pulses that resembled pain, as if a mother was giving birth, or she was dying as the blood drained from her body.

A million stars exploded from the hellish cold, releasing their starlight in billions of streams that did not escape far before they were frozen in place.