The Primordial Record novel Chapter 639

Chapter 639 It Is Complete

Even if Rowan could claim eternity as a Primordial, there was no assurance that he would ever know the Truth, and the matter of Will was special, unlike bloodlines he could only choose one, but still he wondered, he had two bloodlines that he was determined to push to the Primordial Level, was it possible for him to acquire two Wills?

The Primordial Record had gone out of its way to inform him that selecting a Will would brand it to his Soul Origin forever, but if he could claim the power of Soul Origin using his Sheol bloodline, could he not find a way to expand his Soul Origin and claim more than a single Will.

That was all speculation for the future, but he thought that it was possible and that prospect gave him hope about the future.

Rowan closed his eyes and smiled, his consciousness was free of any doubt, and this path would be the one he would walk on.

He selected the Incomplete Will of Truth, dismissing the allure of the Will of Time and the Will of Soul Origin, the two guaranteed pathways to becoming a Primordial, and took the least powerful Will whose growth and final powers depended on himself.

Rowan believed in himself. He would reach the Primordial Realm with this Will, and he would exceed it!

A single second passed and Rowan had made his decision. His consciousness escaped from outside his body.

The Primordial Record began to suck Soul Crystals into the page in an alarming manner, as a force that could shatter the universe began to brew inside it.

Rowan squeezed his left hand tight silencing the cries of the dying Caine, he had plans for this creature, but then a frown crossed his forehead. The resources the Primordial Record was collecting were far more than he expected, in a short time, the Soul Crystals that were left were barely a hundred.

Rowan sighed in resignation and looked at the faces of Caine who was screaming all sorts of offers at him, Rowan previously did not want to allow this portion of Caine's consciousness to die just yet, but it would seem that circumstances had forced his hand.

Triggering the billions of lethal runes embedded inside the Forge, the multifaceted crystal in his hand suddenly shrunk and vanished, silencing the cries of Caine and flooding his consciousness with a malignant specter as his Primordia Bloodline drew in the portion of Caine's Soul that inhabited the Forge.

Rowan could not imagine what Caine, no matter where he was would react to a sudden portion of his Soul vanishing into thin air.

Unlike the Souls of the gods that appeared like thick pieces of ice to be slowly melted. The Soul of Caine resembled a golden mountain that was frozen in place inside his Territory, and every moment, dozens of Soul Crystals would erupt from the mountain, and were all greedily devoured by the Primordial Record.

Rowan watched the Soul of Caine in deep deliberation and surmised that although he may have not fully utilized this creature as much as he wanted, the bounty in Soul Crystals it was giving him was stupendous.