The Primordial Record - Chapter 1358

Chapter 1358 Sacrifice

The sound of the Singularity cries almost overshadowed the massive cracking roar that emerged as Rowan tore it in two, and the massive shockwave that spiraled into reality carried those cries to the vast reaches of existence.

A small part of him that was mostly the fading echoes of the mind of Berrion gloried at the cries of pain from the Singularity that had caused him so much anguish for many minor eras, and Rowan allowed that part of him luxuriate in that feeling for a while before he shut it off.

Tearing the World Stele in two was a move that might appear brutish, but there were millions of incredibly complex techniques and utilization of power that Rowan used to achieve something like this, and it helped that the World Stele had been repeatedly damaged, especially by Primordial Time and it had not tried to heal itself before pushing back into combat.

Ripping the World Stele in two was a massive accomplishment but without immediately following through with more powerful attacks, the Singularity would soon recover, and Rowan needed it to be out of the picture long enough for his dimensional soul to kill Thenos, and if possible he was going to destroy the World Stele, and the only question he needed to ask himself was what was the price that he was willing to pay?

The World Stele was like two massive serpents, struggling to escape the grip of Rowan, their trashing was so violent that the entire third disk exploded and they fell towards the fourth, and even that began to rapidly shatter, multiple landmasses the size of galaxies were flung into the air like little pebbles, and the heat from the slightest movements from the World Stele was vaporizing space and time, sending shockwaves across trillions of miles and decimating everything in sight.

There were still living immortals on this level, powerful immortals that had run mad when the cries of the World Stele had rippled across reality, but their lives were soon snuffed out when the massive body of the Singularity, like two great mountains bigger than universes tore through space and time, crushing their body, soul, memory and even fate into ash.

The explosions of power blasting out from the position of Rowan and the Singularity were so massive they voided all weaker existence around them into nothingness, and because of the speed they were operating, most of these immortals did not know what killed them.

From the moment that Rowan was blasted into reality, not even one second had gone by.

Getting a firm hold on the World Stele was becoming difficult, but Rowan had not simply been wasting his time trying to hold the Singularity in place, and perhaps the World Stele had been sensing an increasing degree of incoming danger and that was what was making it struggles to become more violent, but Rowan did not much care, part of his focus were inside his dimensional flesh, where massive changes were ongoing.

"Boom!"

Inside his body, there was a massive clap, like a heartbeat, but Rowan no longer had a heart, or any other normal mortal or immortal organs, what had replaced those features in his dimensional flesh were what he called Leylines, massive pathways of Essence and Aether that ran through the hidden folds in his dimensional flesh. His dimensional flesh had long transcended the need for bones, blood, or any of the common features of life, and if he was bleeding, either golden or red, it was simply a way that reality was interpreting his injuries, and it did not mean he had blood.

Using his title Destroyer as a focus and making their authority gather around his two palms, he sucked all the energy from his Cherubims, first passing their power through the Cherubim Extinction whose nature was closest to Destruction.

The Cherubim's Celestial hearts, which were massive black celestial suns died down into embers, and his massive metallic wings suddenly appeared rusted as he collected enough energy from them that could light up a thousand universes, all that energy entered into his title, and his palms turned red as if they were red-hot metal on the verge of melting.

Only a body like his could hold energy this potent in a relatively small area, and even this amount of energy in his palms alone was pushing it, but Rowan knew it was not enough... He had kept asking himself, how much was he willing to pay?

"Boom!"

All the powers of his Supreme Cores, and there were now a lot of them were channeled into his palms, and the glow did not brighten only deepened, and now it was impossible to hide the aura of destruction that was erupting from his palm, and its presence was like a catalyst, and the fourth disk exploded, and they fell towards the fifth, and even before they touched the fifth disk, it had already begun to disintegrate from the aura blasting out from Rowan's palm.

A great cry erupted from the World Stele as if it had now comprehended what Rowan was about to do. The shriek from the World Stele was animalistic, because unknown to Rowan, only a Breaker like him or Thenos could closely interact with Singularities, any other immortals would consider them invincible, and for a Singularity a threat like death was something they did not consider, and now the World Stele, it could feel it... death.

All of these changes were not even registering with Rowan, as he weaved all the power of destruction using his Realm Weaver Aspect.

Realm Weaver: You have transcended the limit of Corporeal Crafting, your touch changes the immaterial, and concepts are yours to mold.

Destruction was a concept that was already difficult to control even via his title, it was an eighth-dimensional force that a fifth-dimensional being had no right to touch not to even imagine manipulating, and what Rowan could have access to with his title would not be enough to cause any damage to the World Stele and so he had to supercharge it.

Even with his massive intellect and his control over all forms of energy that had reached a ridiculous level, destruction was not an energy that was meant to be controlled. In fact, it was by wielding Bleeding Edge and analyzing its dormant runes that he understood that the power that separated this Primordial Weapon and any other weapons in existence was the fact that it could perfectly control and harness the power of destruction.

The method he was using was harming oneself in order to damage your enemy. His Essence and Aether were consumed in stupendous amounts, and this consumption was permanent!

What was he willing to sacrifice to ensure that one of his greatest threats was silenced for eternity?... Everything!