?At the Fourth Supreme Circle, his Nascent Primordial bloodline had grown to an extent that it could contain a portion of his Dimension. It could not hold it for long and as a consequence, Rowan would not be able to access his full powers as a Nascent Primordial, but it was enough to buy enough time for his next objectives to proceed in the direction he wanted.
The time for subtlety was coming to a close, but he still had one hand left to play. He had made plans, set his baits, and sweetened the lure, he expected that the big fish would soon be biting.
Rowan calculated how much time he had in the body of his Spirit Guises, and he pegged it down to a few weeks. Splitting his body into seven parts just accelerated the amount of resources he consumed to exist in three-dimensional space without breaking the fragile laws of reality inside a universe.
His Nascent Primordial bloodline had slowed this process drastically, else even combining all the Spirit Guise would have barely held his body for a few minutes.
This was the only way Rowan could make moves unseen, he was already a creature that should not exist inside a universe, and any methods he could use to keep his presence under wraps would be used by him.
This was an acceptable risk he was taking due to his advancement in his bloodline to the Fourth Supreme Circle, generally known as Earth gods inside this universe or a Rank 9 Mage in the Magus civilization, he was only one step from pushing his Nascent Primordial bloodline to the 5th Supreme Circle.
There was a time when something like this would have created great waves inside his heart, in just three decades he had moved through the Supreme Circles and was approaching the realm of the powerful outside the universe.
Those times were long past, he had achieved far more power than his level would indicate, and reaching the fifth supreme circle with just one bloodline was just a portion of his overall power abilities.
He decided not to create any more Forges for his ascension from this time forward because he had escaped his most critical period of development. In the period when he was a one-dimensional entity, he had been uniquely vulnerable.
Strong enough to crush any god, but still weak enough to be easily crushed by the strong.
As a second-dimensional being, his overall power had been boosted to heights that would place his previous self to shame, just the awakening of seven of his consciousness was enough to push his abilities to the next level.
Besides, he expected his next evolution and ascension would be so massive, that no Forge would be able to contain all the energy he would unleash, and he had other reasons he must no longer hide his Light.
There was also the fact that since his ascension to the Fourth Supreme Circle as a Nascent Primordial, inspiration had been flowing faster into his consciousness like an unending whirlwind and every moment he spent was like he was meditating on the mysteries of creation for a million years, after watching Primordials battle billions of times, he had not left without any benefit, his knowledge about Dimensions had taken a drastic step forward.
The first obvious upgrade was his consciousness itself.
Rowan had almost killed Maeve just by staying in his passive defensive state.
During the period where he watched the battles of Primordials, he had learned and evolved. In that state, he placed himself involved in molding his consciousness like a shield with numerous tiny spikes surrounding it to tear off every intrusion that besets him.
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