The Primordial Record novel Chapter 915

Chapter 915 Reality Is Nothing But Emptiness

Rowan was being broken, but the damage was not enough, he was a mortal, yet his foundations were ridiculously vast. If he was a mortal then the attacks were like needles poking holes through his body. It was devastating for sure but it would take too long for him to bleed out.

The Third Prince shook his head with pity, "You think you can survive this?"

Rowan's deranged cry echoed from the devastation, "What are you waiting for my nemesis! Is this the best you have got?"

The Third Prince sneered, he did not reply but the power behind his attacks increased until once more it reached a limit and exploded. This time it took a while for the reverberation to settle as the Will Holders tried to marshall their energy and brace for what was coming next, although most of them would like to believe that Rowan was dead.

The smoke and lingering powers cleared out revealing the devastation, a massive crater was revealed, and within that crater was Rowan who was standing on his feet. He looked more dead than alive.

His left hand was gone as well as most of his skin, and his two eyes had exploded leaving a gaping darkness in his skull, through the holes in his chest, you could see his heart beating and blood pooling around his feet. Red lightning shot out from his body and struck the earth around him, leaving small craters in the bridge.

Somehow his present state did not make the Will Holders feel any sort of reassurance. Of course, it looked as if he was about to die, but why was he on his feet and muttering to himself?

Golgoth nudged one of the God Emperors forward and the armored figure nodded before stepping towards Rowan with his sword raised.

"What is he muttering?" Aeris who was beside Silas and had been silent all this while said.

Silas cursed in anger and irritation, "What does it matter the mad nonsense that comes from a mind on the edge of death?"

Minerva was the one that answered, the frown lines on her face deepening, "He is saying; Pain is a fine instructor. I needed it, you see, to learn. To grow."

They all started at Minerva, even the Third Prince, surprised that out of them here, it was this Demon King who had been able to hear what Rowan was saying.

The sudden sound of tearing metal resounded and they all turned towards Rowan, at first it seemed they could not understand what they were seeing but the grim gaze of the Third Prince was evidence enough.

The God Emperor had fulfilled his duty, he had reached Rowan and had swung his blade to decapitate him, but Rowan had moved and had caught the blade with his teeth, and using his only hand, he ripped off the head of the God Emperor.

Pushing the body to the side, he tossed the head to Will Holders and before the body of the God Emperor could fall, his hand pushed through the armor around his chest and dug out the heart.

Crooning to the shrieking Ouroboros Serpents in his crown whose scales had been burnt off and were in pain. Rowan fed them the heart and they settled. _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

Rowan gestured and they crawled towards his missing left hand and they extended their tails inside his wound before they began to weave themselves together, until they formed a new limb, each of his now six fingers ending in hissing snake heads.

The right hand opened and Envy which resembled a half-melted piece of metal rested gingerly on his palm, his eyeless face peered at the Will Holders and he clenched his jaws, shattering the blade in his mouth to pieces, and he gestured with his shattered weapon, a challenge.