The Primordial Record
chapter-532

Rowan was physically inside Murrihm's Divine Kingdom and that meant the god was dead, and he had many ways of accomplishing that task.

"Tut… tut… we can't have that, can we?" Rowan said, he had already finished healing instantly, in fact, he was the one who suppressed his regeneration just to wonder at the sight of his bones, because they were now different from before, in his perception he could see trillions of tiny golden seeds on his bones that were slowly growing.

This peculiar change did not draw much attention from Rowan, he could feel his bloodline power sublimating inside of all these seeds, this change was most likely because of his current level.

His body was too powerful at the first Supreme Circle, and for his Absolute Body to contain all that power, it created what should be called storehouses to stock all the quick growth of power he was experiencing, then over the next few days the seeds would disappear after his body had finished adjusting to the power.

His Absolute Body was having issues adjusting to the amount of power he was obtaining and the speed he was acquiring it!

This was a problem Rowan never thought he would ever encounter, all these thoughts happened on a single Consciousness Pillar, and for Rowan, no time had gone past.

Done with his Introspection he clad himself not with his Berserker power but with his Berserker Intent, millions of red maggots transformed into a robe of white and gold that stretched for hundreds of feet behind him in long strips that waved around like massive pythons.

Rowan's golden hair was long and flowed out behind him like a cape of gold, and nothing of his beauty was of the earth or the sky but was something higher, both Divine and Demonic.

His serpentine eyes watched partly in fascination and partly in annoyance as a god tried to flee from his own Divine Kingdom, although Rowan did not blame him if he were in Murrihm's shoes, he would flee as well.

The attack from the god had been pathetic, possessing no more power than just high temperature, his low-level Intent barely neared Rowan before his Berserker Intent consumed it.

Bringing one of his legs up, he infused it with his Aether, and it turned pitch black, he performed the same action with his left hand and he simultaneously punched towards the sky and slammed his foot on the ground.

A pillar of black ice traveled towards the skies from his left hand, and the ground beneath him froze up in a concentric circle that traveled at Mach 30 from his left foot.

The surrounding space made a cracking sound, as the earth froze, but what happened above was one of the most spectacular sights Rowan had ever seen, and he stood marveling at its beauty.

"Why do I love seeing the beauty inside chaos?" Rowan wondered aloud as the skies of the Divine Kingdom shuddered in pulses that resembled pain, as if a mother was giving birth, or she was dying as the blood drained from her body.

A million stars exploded from the hellish cold, releasing their starlight in billions of streams that did not escape far before they were frozen in place.

The exploding starlight had all been frozen in midair!

The Divine Kingdom suddenly transformed into a space that held a peculiar beauty and profound horror.

Rowan whispered, "My Primordial Sea of Darkness is terrifying!"

The Primordial name attached to this Sea in his Mental Space was incredibly significant, and now Rowan was beginning to grasp the full scope of his powers.

The god retreated from the frozen sky, his body shaking as the surrounding space was now so incredibly cold he had to be healing himself constantly or he would be frozen in place.

He wanted to weep but the tears were frozen before they left his eyes, and with the endless crying of his children as they rapidly approached death, his heart screamed in pain.

He knew the names of every single one of them that were dying.

"Why…. Why… what did me or my children do to deserve this fate?"

Murrihm strained to reach for his children, as his frozen tears burst from his eyes like stars.

The source of his Divine Power which was the stars he collected seemed distant to him, and penetrating to reach his stars was taking all his concentration, so much that when he was covered by darkness he did not notice it at first, and then an incredible heat and suction force violently dragged him down a passage that reminded him of a weird combination between flesh and metal.

This odd sensation made him look around and spread out his Intent, his horror was short lived, as soon after he was drained of every godly essence he had, before falling into a darkness greater than what he had ever thought possible.

He had just been devoured by an Ouroboros Serpent.

Rowan watched the Three Eyed Ouroboros Serpent move faster than its brethren and swallow the distracted god whole, knowing this would not kill a god, only consume Divine Power, nevertheless his objective was completed, Murrihm, The Star Gazer was blocked for a little while and had not escaped, this should be enough time for him to find the Divine Palace and the God Spark.

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The Star Gazer Divine Kingdom resembled a great cave, the top of it was filled with crystalized starlight in their millions and not real stars, perhaps in the future when he becomes a Major god or a High god, he might transform all these starlight into real stars.

The growth of this god was weak at the initial stage, but given enough time, perhaps in billions of years Murrihm would be a dreadful force to be reckoned with, but for now he was still very weak, as a young Minor god of fewer than 200,000 years.

At this moment, the Divine Kingdom had been transformed into a world of black ice and since this black ice was a physical manifestation of his Aether, which was also his Territory, he could sense everything that it covered, including the fact that Murrihm was slowly regenerating inside his Divine Palace while hastily trying to activate an apparatus.