The Primordial Record novel Chapter 884

?"Five seconds left…" _{ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom}

The memory was crumbling, and the destruction had reached such a profound level that a vast stretch of its vista began to vanish, replaced by darkness. It was almost as if Rowan was watching the tiny neurons and sparks of light inside a brain go out.

Galaxies above disappeared leaving spots of nothingness and of the combatants in the memory, Golgoth had vanished leaving only his left leg behind, he had been caught in one of the memory wipeouts and his body and a greater portion of this world disappeared.

Erohim's seemingly dead eyes had begun to show more light of activity, as the inevitability of his death became more assured as Rowan's countdown continued.

Yet something was troubling Rowan because he could sense that deep within Erohim was not fear or detachment, but pleasure and expectation, and a sort of morbid fascination with him. Rowan doubted that Erohim was aware that his inner thoughts had been noticed by him or that such a talent was even conceivable.

Up till this moment, Rowan did not understand where he acquired this skill of deep discernment that could pierce through the haze of any falsehood, at this moment that was not the issue, Erohim must know something that he didn't that should assure his survival, and that troubled him.

Nevertheless, Rowan had done everything that could to manage the situation, anything that came up would be dealt with.

Erohim shook his head, "I would not continue with the path if I were you Romion,"

"Three seconds left…"

"You are indeed family Romion, this vicious streak of yours, informing your victim of the countdown to their demise…" Erohim smiled, "tsk, tsk, downright diabolical. In that case, there is no need to play with kids' gloves any longer, I have given you a wonderful deal Romion, something that you should have cherished and grabbed with open arms, but my goodness has been thrown away like thrash, you spat on my face Romion, and for that, the next deal would no longer be favorable to you."

Dreadful threats to be sure, but Rowan was only half listening to Erohim, his focus was on the considerable changes happening to his consciousnesses as the infiltration of the World Seed reached an advanced level. He had already cleared a majority of the skull and what remained was unlocking its core and merging with the skull.

"Thump!..

Something was stirring inside his consciousness linked with the World Seed and it was distracting, like an itch he could not scratch. Could it be? Rowan did not dare to hope, because it was too early, he expected their awakening when he merged with the Supreme World not before.

"Thump…"

It would seem that his first children were about to be awakened. Most likely influenced by the fact that the merger with the Supreme World would soon be complete.

?

The amount of energy he had used to reach this point was ridiculous, every energy from the dead universe was being diverted here, although he was still surprised that he was able to advance quite quickly through the Supreme World, he had estimated weeks not days, and he pegged this progress to be as a result of the makeup of this Supreme World, and his relation with it.

If it was true that he shared a connection with Erohim then his assimilation with his skull was a byproduct of that connection.

His perception was digging deeper into the core of this skull and with it came roadblocks in the form of knowledge checks. Rowan's breathing settled, no matter what Erohim had planned he had reached the final checkpoint, and he estimated that although what happened next would seem like it would take a long time, with his perception, barely a second or two would go by.