The Primordial Record novel Chapter 919

Chapter 919 Take My Light

As a mortal Rowan could not wield his Destroyer with the degree of competency that he might crave, but that changed when he channeled the power into a vessel, he should be able to direct at least a single percent of its power.

This was all the power he could afford to unleash. With the nature of a Destroyer, if he unleashed more, it would simply shatter his entire spell, and such an uncontrolled wave of destruction may hurt him alongside his enemies, it simply meant that anything over seven percent release of this power would kill him.

His Destroyer was born from Angelic roots, which meant it had a close relationship with Light. This was what manifested when Rowan linked the fragments of Envy and Pride to his Destroyer, a bright white light of a manner that had never been seen inside this universe.

He did not push power into the fragments because with only a single consciousness it would be too difficult, what he did was allow the weapons themselves to take the power they could hold.

It was a shame that even Envy and Pride together could only hold a single percent of the power of his Destroyer. Then, it would have to suffice.

The light that erupted from his hand that held the fragment did not dissipate, it was seemingly permanent, and the entire Twilight Bridge and the surroundings were blocked from sight, it appeared as if they had all been transported to a white room, although what was especially notable about this place was the fact that the light had weight.

Unleashing the power of his Destroyer, even a single percent automatically created a Domain where he was the king.

It slowed the movements of everyone to a crawl and aided his actions. Rowan had the time to look at his enemies bearing down on him in excruciating details, he saw Minerva with her heavy spider's body leaping towards him, the tips of her seven feet were covered with glowing demonic enchantment that stank of a fatal sort of poison that could turn his entire body to a puddle of stinking liquid if he allowed it to touch him.

The Abomination that was Second had unleashed a thousand green lightning that in this white space was slowly crawling towards him, and a few inches from his neck was the blade of the Third Prince that was bearing down on him faster than anyone here.

Around the bodies of the three enemies that were left was a sort of distortion. This distortion was the Domain of his Destroyer melting through the Wills of the trio. If not for the Aetherium supporting their powers, they would be left helpless, nevertheless, it dramatically reduced their abilities.

Rowan roared, "Take from my Light and be reborn anew."

The fragments of Envy and Pride shattered, as the Weapon Spirit they contained began to build a new shell, one that was not made from metal but from light, and in a moment, the weapon in Rowan's right hand coalesced. It was made from the light of a thousand stars, and it seemed as if he was holding a bright galaxy the shape of a massive Axe.

The cries of Envy and Pride were silent, they showed their frenzy by exploding their stars, and the lights emanating from them reached a feverish intensity, "Use us!" they cried.

The blade from the Third Prince was an inch away from his neck when Rowan nodded at his weapon of light, and he moved.

He let the starry shaft of Envy run down his hand until its glowing Axe Head reached the ground and he took a step back allowing the blade of the Third Prince to graze his neck, before pushing all the powers of Ascension into his body and reversing that step, with that single smooth motion he slammed Envy into the forehead of the Third Prince.

The sound was not loud, and the power of a Destroyer was efficient, every single energy, including heat and any kinetic energy, was channeled into the cut. Yet the weapons Rowan wielded were petty and Pride released a sound wave attack to accompany their blows.