Lost seemed surprised at the question before he laughed,
"That person? Oh you mean my father? Well, that's an over-exaggeration don't you think? I mean he has only destroyed, let's see, ten, hundred and twenty, no, if I add the other thirty worlds near the edges of the Cerulean Galaxy it makes it a hundred and fifty-five, but all that is due to war so that does not count.
"Now when it came to building the Forge, that was when he went all out. I think Father ate ten thousand planets, or was it twenty thousand… Every day he was eating a lot, I thought he would get fat! You would expect something like this to happen, surely you would understand what I mean, don't you, Big Guy?"
As Lost became lost in thought as he tried to count the number of resource planets that Rowan had devoured during the creation of the Forge and all the materials he needed to build a semi–fifth-dimensional space, the face of Han Li and the rest of Great Sages became increasingly grimmer.
The thoughts on the monster that was Rowan made them very uncomfortable.
"Hey, Eva, how many worlds did my father consume when he wanted to build the Forge?"
"You should make yourself more useful Lost, and I'm not giving you that number, a minor mental arithmetic on your part and you will figure it out for yourself."
The boy pouted, "But I don't wanna, hate maths, it is just cruel…Hey. Look Vraegar is awake… over here Vraegar, come and check out all this neat stuff, do you know this mountain is alive?"
Rowan watched the surprising change happening in the Realm and the cooperation between his Angels and the Great Powers of this Realm and he sighed in appreciation of the quick thinking of the leaders of this Realm, the lady among them seemed to have a solid grasp on the powers of Fate and this was something Rowan was willing to investigate more deeply.
The Primordial Record had already swallowed another 900 Soul Crystals before the changes it had been undergoing became complete, and it took another 400 Soul Crystals more, and finally, his Will was complete.
The Core shrank further in his hand until it was smaller than a dot and suddenly Rowan felt a cold Aura wash over him that was emanating from the Core.
At this moment Rowan's appearance was non-human, resembling a creature of shadow and darkness very similar to the appearance of the Third Prince, but he had countless stars that filled that darkness covering his entire humanoid form, and as the cold waves passed through his body all those stars began to gather to his face where they all congregated around his eyes.
The light from countless stars in his eyes suddenly burst forth and pierced into the atmosphere, creating a pillar of starlight that slammed into the void above him.
From the pillar of starlight, massive runes began to stream from it like fireflies and started to engrave themselves onto the very fabrics of reality.
They were similar to the Arcane Runes Rowan had been using during his Forging but these ones were simpler, lacking much of the flourish used by Rowan, but it did not take away from its charm; instead, it enhanced them. This Runes seemed like the original Rune, the true expression of the universe's given form. freёwebnovel.com
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