The Primordial Record - Chapter 1380

Chapter 1380 Acquiring A Class (3)

In the formation of his Class, the Primordial Record understood that the nine Supreme Circles created by Rowan were excluded, and so it focused on the nine that were not.

Maybe it was because of the intense damage they suffered, but when the Primordial Record reached out for the Supreme Circle, their struggles were not as intense as Rowan would have thought, and it did not take long for them to break.

The first Circle selected by the Primordial Record was the ninth, perhaps it was because it was the strongest and the Singularity needed fuel for it to create his Class, but the Primordial Record did not start from the least, but from the greatest.

It was easy to look at the circle as a simple ring of bronze, but Rowan knew the resources that he had poured into a single one of these circles would have created ten thousand universes. Without the resources gathered by the World Stele from countless dimensions, it would have taken Rowan hundreds of millions of years perhaps even billions to build one complete Circle.

The ninth Circle gave a low groan and then buckled inward as if there was a vast gravitational force emerging from Rowan's core. It collapsed and fell into his body, and when he focused his consciousness closer on the circle, every fragment of it was larger than a universe, and he could already count millions of fragments falling towards his core.

His dimension rippled as he looked on in awe as the Supreme Circle was broken and fell, like ten million collapsing universes. How many immortals in existence would be blessed with a sight like this in their endless lives?

Rowan traced the collapsing portion of the Supreme Circle as they fell into the Primordial Record and vanished into the Singularity without leaving any ripple, and then a loud blast erupted from the Primordial Record as if it had just ejected something that was inside the Supreme Circle that it did not require.

A flash of terrible pain assaulted the mind of Rowan as well as a faint scream that contained words that were almost indecipherable... almost.

Those words were Enochian.

This enigmatic language had followed Rowan since he was a mortal, and a part of him had an innate dislike for it, and it was the reason that he had not fully explored this power. There was simply something about it that made him uneasy.

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Class Formation:73%

At this moment being free from the weight of three Supreme Circles was not his concern, Rowan was frowning as he tried to decipher the Enochian words that were blasting out of the Primordial Record.

When the Singularity reached out for the next Supreme Circle, which was the sixth, Rowan aided it, adding more fuel to the pull. Instead of one Supreme Circle falling into the Primordial Record, there were three. He thought he heard a sigh of exasperation from the Primordial Record, but Rowan would appease it in the future, what he needed to know was the meaning behind the voices that were emerging from the destroyed Supreme Circles, they tickled at a mystery that had been disturbing him almost from the beginning.

Three successive blasts emerged from the Primordial Record, and Rowan almost clutched his head under the waves of pain that assaulted his consciousness, but his eyes were bright and burning like suns, and the meaning of the whispers was becoming clearer.

Class Formation: 97%

Another wave of relief from the reduced weight he was carrying made his shoulders firm up, and Rowan closed his eyes, knowing that acquiring his Class was now a foregone conclusion, and so he sank into the words he had just learned.

The last of the Supreme Circles began to vibrate as if they understood that the end was coming. The Primordial Record did not hold back, the third Supreme Circle shattered and was drawn to his core, and pain and the faint whispers of secrets erupted from his core.

Class Formation: 99%

There were two more Supreme Circles left, enough to push his class to completion, and the vibrations from the two Supreme Circles that were left increased in intensity.

The vibration seemed to trigger the last series of shackles that were blocking Rowan from deciphering the Enochian words, and it slammed into his consciousness like a boulder, coincidentally, Rowan's throne vanished and he collapsed to a single knee, his motion graceful like a dance despite of his focus being on the word that had branded itself to his consciousness.

"Death."

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Every action that he had been undertaking as he crushed the Supreme Circles was leading to this inevitable outcome. If Rowan was any other immortal, even if he was at the eighth-dimensional level when he destroyed the ninth Supreme Circle, he should have perished, but certain factors had kept him alive.

The first of those was his Primordial Record. Because the destruction of the Supreme Circle had happened inside of the Singularity, it had been able to block 99% of the backlash, and the fact that Rowan's dimensional flesh and soul kept him separated from reality aided him in escaping the sentence of death. His created Supreme Circle kept him safe, his bloodlines kept him safe, his Primordial Ouroboros Serpents kept him safe, his Angels kept him safe, the might of his children kept him safe...

However, every time he destroyed a Circle, the call of death grew stronger, and it was like he was playing Russian Roulette, but with every round that he survived, another bullet was added to the chamber of the gun.

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