The Primordial Record - Chapter 955

Chapter 955 The Grand Working Of The Primordials

Such an unfiltered display of raw power left Rowan on edge. With the Primordial Record, he had sometimes forgotten the sense of awe.

During the first moments when Rowan was transmigrated to this reality, what had filled his heart and soul was fear, but it was undeniable that inside him was a grand sense of awe.

It was like a Primitive man who sat at night around their campfires and looked at the stars, and in their mind, they had wondered who had the power to light other campfires in the heavens above, surely it would be gods, monsters, creatures with power without understanding.

Rowan had seen events of great beauty and horror and along the way his mind had gone numb, his senses had been repeatedly scoured by it all, but now he was starting anew, with eyes that had never seen reality in all its glory, and the powers who stood above it all.

Awe had returned to Rowan's heart, and viewing this blade that transcended a million dimensions, his heartbeat was like thunder.

Perhaps it was the method his brain chose to shape the image of the Primordials using his past experiences and vision but the five unknowable entities began to take the shape of humans, naked and genderless, the five primordials resembled five pieces of super realities in a humanoid shape that was spread across endless infinities and pushing his sight to understand more of their shapes created such great pain in his consciousness he had no choice but to stop.

Rowan had to remind himself that in time, he would be strong enough to understand it all, but for now, he should be content with what he could grasp.

He suspected that Old Man Seed like the Primordial Record was trying to filter the vision for him to easily grasp, but he was not as deft in handling such higher-level realities as easily as the Singularity, so Rowan could sometimes spot the changes in the vision, for example, the way the vision sort of skipped through the gathering and the creation of this stupendous blade form the chaos and devastation of that war that stretched across all known realities. Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

This vision was so extravagant that Rowan felt he barely comprehended the minutest portion of its entire might. The awe in his heart multiplied until it reached a feverish height. He began to comprehend this massive symphony, his consciousness aflamed with the sheer elegance and power of it all. This was the grand work of five primordial to usher in a new Era— The Supreme Era!

Rowan's vision of this grand working was invaded by the voice of Old Man Seed, "So, you do see it. Not many ever do, I remember I had to watch this scene a million times before I saw it, but you did in a single instance, incredible Romion. I was not wrong, this path is worthy of you."

"What is that?" Rowan whispered in awe,

"That is the true face of the Supreme Circle. When it was created the Primordials used it as a standard. It was a spot that was left for the one that could stand beside them."

Rowan turned to Old Man Seed in shock and before he could speak the old man nodded,

"Yes, the Primordial may be harsh but they are fair. During the Primordial Era, it was indeed easy to gain power, but the chaos that resulted from that power only led to destruction, and for endless years, no one was able to climb the throne to meet the Primordials, and then with their combined strength and wisdom, the Primordials created what is considered their greatest works, the Supreme Circle, and left a path for the worthy to ascend to become a Primordial."

Rowan could not help but ask, "After so many Minor Eras, why has there not been a new Primordial if a path has already been laid out?"

"Well that answer is simple isn't it," Old Man Seed scoffed, "No one since the beginning of the Supreme Era has been worthy enough. Great geniuses from the beginning of the Supreme Era had thrown their entire existence against mastering the powers of the Supreme Circle, taking control of the entire tapestry of power and weaving it to their own design. They all failed."

"Tell me Romion, of all the geniuses that have ever existed, can you be the one to finally master the Supreme Circle?"