The Primordial Record novel Chapter 920

Chapter 920 I Will Live With It

The Twilight Bridge groaned, having lost more than fifty percent of its total mass, this Spell was ruggedly built but it was reaching its limits, although it had forcefully reduced the power of the combatants, the beings fighting on it remained extremely powerful, it was a testament to Rowan ingenuity that his spell had withstood all the power unleashed on it.

Rowan arose, he had lost more of his body mass, because he landed on his front from the blast he had suffered extensive damages in the back, his latissimus dorsi, trapezius, rhomboids, posterior deltoids, and erector spinae were almost nonexistent.

He stood a creature of bone and Will, and the few smattering of flesh on his body quivered with an unnatural vitality. Any mortal would be dead, talkless standing, but Rowan abused the so-called tenacity of a mortal, pushing it to unnatural limits.

Ahead of him, the Third Prince also stood up, releasing himself from the enormous blast that had emerged from his body.

It became quickly apparent that he had also suffered terribly from this eruption of power. His torso had been blown open, and his three beating hearts could be easily seen, although the most terrible of his injuries was around his head, or what was left of it.

The Ouroboros Serpents were greedy creatures, and when they sunk their fangs into the skull of the Third Prince, it had taken a considerable amount of power to pull them off, but they had taken a great chunk of him before they were blasted away.

Rowan brought his right hand forward, and held by the six Ouroboros Serpent was a quivering brain, before they were blasted off, they had taken a portion of the Third Prince's brain, and under the eyeless gaze of Rowan, they feasted, tearing into the quivering red brain whose tentacles tried to push them away with little effect.

"Bassstarrds… I will kill you!" the horrifying visage of the Third Prince was revealed, the top part of his head had vanished entirely, revealing his pulsing brain that was missing a third of its volume. His left hand rose and touched his brain and he moaned in horror, "You fucking abomination, how dare you!" parts of the Third prince's face had been chewed off, his left eye was gone, a greater portion of his cheeks and the ones beneath and his upper lips.

He took a step forward and then he unexpectedly giggled, "You have taken a portion of my power, but it's a good thing another one was right beside me." a brain appeared in his left hand that was pulsing with green lightning, he jammed it into his skull and the thrashing tentacles inside it drew the brain and began to slowly fuse it into the overall mass.

"Where were we?" The Third Prince crooned, "Oh, I remember now, we were on our path to killing each other. Let's go."

Rowan pointed his weapon of stars at the Third Prince, and then he charged at him. Laughing like a maniac, the Third Prince unleashed red lightning in his left hand and straightened his Glass Sword on the right and he also charged forward. Both of them covered the distance in less than a moment and they clashed in the middle of the bridge, generating massive shockwaves that began to shake the bridge to pieces.

The Third Prince usually attacked from a distance, but it did not mean that his close combat abilities were lackluster. With his greed for power, he had long devoured owners of some of the most potent close combat abilities that he could come across, and at this moment, he unleashed everything without holding back.

His blade was like a piece of shivering light, assaulting every single inch of Rowan's body and his left hand threw vast bolts of red Aetherium bolts that tore existence to nothingness.

Rowan did not take a single step backward, held upwards by Ascension and wielding a weapon of stars, he clashed against his nemesis, disregarding small wounds to strike at any opening he could see, but the defenses of the Third Prince were airtight.