The Primordial Record
chapter-548

This god no matter how ancient he was, would never understand the reason why Rowan would want to butcher gods, he would never understand his motivations, no matter how smart or how experienced he was, since he did not understand the effects of Rowan's power and Soul Energy, he would never be able to stop him or counter Rowan's action.

"I am curious," Rowan said, "Are you saying all this nonsense because you believe what you are saying or you just love the sound of your voice, or… you are just waiting for the Formation behind you to be completed?"

Tenma's eyes suddenly lit up, "So you understand the allure in my voice!"

"How could I not?" Rowan smiled, "When you are beating it into my head."

Shario in the distance frowned and muttered to herself, "Are they flirting?"

Tenma's Authority over sound meant that every word he spoke possessed a power and lethality that would strip away the mind of even a god to nothingness. He might appear to be cordial and quietly speaking, but the truth was that he had been attacking Rowan fiercely all this while.

If he possessed a soul, no matter how powerful it was, then there would have been a visible effect on his countenance at best, or his body would have exploded as his soul shattered to pieces at worst.

After Tenma destroyed the Ouroboros Serpents, his attack had not ended, instead it had grown more vicious. It was a shame that the target selected was Rowan who had no soul, whatever Tenma threw inside his Mental Space hit nothingness, and so although Tenma appeared jovial, as he bantered with Rowan, the apprehension in his heart increased, after all his long years as a god placed in developing the Tasty Revenge technique, he could count on one hand the number of people that were left unaffected by its insidious effects.

Either this creature was very powerful or he was holding on to a powerful Treasure, none of these conclusions was a good thing for him and the rest of the gods here, there was nothing more insidious and unexpected than a power from a treasure that you could not understand or quantify, it could transform the battle power of an average person into something ungodly.

Tenma suddenly clapped his hands together, "Well, whatever I say to you would be fucking useless isn't it? You don't seem to care about my motivations anyway, in fact, I would think you are here to delay time as much as possible."

Rowan smiled and held open his hand, and Envy with a purr of delight settled on it,

"Oh… if I gave you that impression, I sincerely apologize, I just wanted to make sure you are fighting me at your best. After killing two of your fellows, I am not impressed by your showings. Hmmm… Disappointed would be a more accurate word."

The gods in the distance bristled in anger at Rowan's words, their rage was only sated when they looked at the two Grand Formations that were nearly completed, nothing could stop their victory, even if their enemy made a move now, it was already too late for the two Grand Formations finished collecting all the energies from the gods and quietly activated with no fanfare.

Rowan went quiet, a hint of expectation inside his eyes, as he waited for the formations to display their powers, it would be another opportunity for him to learn.

He suddenly felt a shift in space—' It has begun' Rowan cackled internally, and he waited, before he sighed in disappointment, as he felt the effect of the formation.

Its powers had surrounded the entire Major World of Trypho, and what was collected from the entire planet was its Aether, channeling it all to the gods. So much lower was channeled into their Divine Bodies that they all became flaming suns of power, that radiated light and heat to an entire region.

On the countless worlds in the Cerulean Galaxy, uncountable trillions of eyes fell to the skies where a greater part of it had lit up, it was as if all of space had become full of burning suns of various colors.

In all the worlds, every mortal bowed in worship, fear and excitement in their mind, only some of the Earth gods understood that the gods had gone to war.

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Rowan watched the gods turn into beings of light as the environment grew more hostile. His void heart could not help but best in excitement.

For someone else, this might be a debilitating environment to battle, but the true effect of this move would only be shown when the battle starts.

The attacker would begin losing all the energy he expended without any hope of getting it back from the universe around them, plus another hidden deadly effect was that the Aether from the attacker would be fed to the defenders, further growing their advantage.

Rowan's sigh of disappointment reached the gods and they sneered internally, they would love to crush this creature to dust. These Grand Formation were not created by any insignificant powers, but from an extremely strange and powerful world that was beyond the scope of the understanding of most.

If they had not acquired it inside a strange place like Terminus after sacrificing so much, then it would be impossible for them to ever gain a weapon such as this, not in a million years.

Tenma was not as relieved as the rest of the gods, he understood that he had used one of his most powerful attacks, and Rowan shrugged it off as nothing, also knowing that he was involved with those freaks from Trion, then it was all-around bad news.

"Activate the full might of the Myriad Grave Light Formation, we cannot give him a moment of respite!" Tenma yelled aloud, his voice was like a whip in the minds of the gods and they did not hesitate and pushed their might into fully activating the Grand Formation in the earth.

Perhaps later some of them would realize that the words from Tenma were almost like a command they could not refuse, but at this time they were fully focused on trying to destroy the threat before them.

Rowan suddenly felt the weight of a million planets on his body as a phantasmal image of a coffin hundreds of miles long surrounded him, and like a meteor he was driven down to the earth and he fell flat on his back with enough force that the impact was heard far into space.