The Primordial Record novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Envy! (5)

The figure of Rowan fell from the air, dropping for hundreds of feet before landing on the ground on a single knee, at this moment he was nothing but a golden skeleton, but he was alive, the Axe he held was still burning with a green flame that was slowly dying out.

As he was standing from his knees, his flesh seemed to bubble out of thin air, and the moment he stood up, he was whole again. The Ouroboros skin barely survived the detonation from the Axe, so thankfully he was not naked.

At least, some things are not breaking down on me yet.

Behind him, a small mountain stirred, it was the broken body of the Abomination. The entirety of the top of its head had disappeared, leaving only a black smoking jawbone, barely held together by small charred gristle and sinews, the rest of its body was no better.

As he watched, the remnants of the Abomination's body began to collapse into Ash, of all three of its arms, two had disappeared entirely, the last arm could barely support the lamp that held a sputtering flame.

The green flames from the Axe seemed to carry an incredible corrosive nature, even his bones that he felt should be twice as tough as diamond had felt a little brittle before his recovery made them whole again.

With the amount of damage he had inflicted on this creature, he expected to have collected its soul, and indeed he had touched its soul deeply when he struck with the Axe, but he could not pull it out of the body.

It was like he was a child trying to uproot a giant oak with his bare hand, the soul of the creature seemed to have developed an inconceivable weight.

It did not take long for Rowan to realize that it was his Spirit Attribute. It was now simply too low for the beings he was currently fighting. Of all the creatures he had killed, he doubted if any of them had a higher Spirit Attribute than him, but things were clearly changing.

He should slowly reevaluate his decision for not upgrading the Soul Reaver Bloodline, after all, without its ability to make most of the wounds he inflicted, instantly fatal, his offensive ability would be cut down by a large percentage.

Yet, he still felt a deep aversion to this bloodline, and he would upgrade it until he understood more about bloodlines and how the whole freaking power system worked. He would rather not make a mistake concerning a bloodline such as this one.

If that meant he would lose a powerful weapon presently, then so be it. Besides, he knew it was because his insane rate of growth had warped his views on how a Dominator was supposed to grow.

Soul Reaver could already grow his Spirit passively, and its increments were not small, but since he was used to collecting hundreds of points in attributes in one sitting, he had become especially greedy for quick progress.

Well, against the sort of enemies he faced and the plans they had for him, he did not think his greed was a particularly bad thing, he thought.

Rowan felt a spiritual wave begin to blow past him into the body of the fallen Abomination, and the red flames that were about to die, began to regain their glow.

Was this spiritual wave Aether? Even though he could not control this stuff yet, his senses could recognize it, and unlike him, with an inexhaustible vitality, this Abomination apparently required it to heal its grievous wounds.

Rowan shrugged, if one blow won't kill it, he would use a dozen, if that won't do, then a thousand. He just had to get used to killing with more than one blow at this time. He could live with that!