The Primordial Record novel Chapter 842

Chapter 842 Arrival Of The Entire Universe

Rowan's eyes shone brightly, the ramifications of this discovery were profound, so much so that it changed his entire focus in a single moment, "So it's slaughter then."

His consciousness inside the Crystal Leviathan took the form of a book and vanished. His progress towards the Third Dimension was only separated by a single hair. _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}

Maeve noticing his departure felt something about it was different, and then she shuddered as her bloodline began to pulse, drawn to the direction where Rowan had disappeared.

With a cry of joy that echoes throughout the depths of Trion, she unfurled her wings and transformed into a green bolt of lightning that pursued her master.

The lightning burst out of the surface of the earth, and Maeve did not hide her presence, there was no more reason to hide.

All her Ghren, the soldiers inside her Kingdom had been resurrected, her powers were at their peak, and war was about to begin.

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The sliver of consciousness left behind to peer through the cracks in the Rune did not stop its investigation, even though he knew the overall direction that the Rune was following, Rowan still wanted to know what was inside.

He forced that minuscule amount of energy gained from the death of Rico back into the Rune while wrapping his sliver of consciousness through it and pushing it forward.

With his mastery of energy and the soul, this was something only he could pull off.

The experience as he went through this Rune was one of the weirdest he had experienced and yet it was oddly familiar, he knew he had felt it before. His mind was reaching for the memory but he was being distracted by what he was passing through.

His sliver of consciousness felt as if it was enveloped by several massive tongues that were licking across every inch of it. Even a god would have gone mad with the feeling of violation before they were reduced to less than dust, but Rowan endured.

There was a wrongness about this entire experience that was only weathered by his tough psyche, but whatever this Rune was made from, it was incredibly toxic, and his sliver of consciousness was rapidly rotting to pieces.

He pushed through, knowing the puzzle was going to be mostly completed if he saw what was inside and he heard as much as he felt a dull pop as he emerged in a world of ruin and red, filled with monsters that made gods resemble children.

His gaze was drawn to the sky where he saw a sight he had seen before. It was a moon, a large red moon.

He had been looking for this place since the time he escaped the Nexus and pursued his freedom. For many reasons, the fact that it contained a seemingly infinite amount of Soul Energy was one of them and the mysteries behind this place where he took his first step to become what he drew him.

There were many mysteries that Rowan knew he may never be able to solve, and this world was rapidly becoming one of them because he had searched every record he could find and he could not locate it, yet it was always here.

"Ahh… now it all makes sense, Trion is a Nexus, and this world is your necropolis. Every treasure that your Reflections had plundered across time had been kept here."

A Nexus was an incredibly expensive project, and no one would ever imagine that a massive Major World like Trion, with gods and an Empire was nothing but a container for the true project hidden beneath.