The Primordial Record-Novel

The vortices that appeared inside Rowan's Dimension also appeared in the outside universe as their roots were connected with the universe from which they all their essence into his Dimension, and as Rowan feared, it not only collected the stars and other heavenly bodies, it was also a direct passage to his Dimension.

A passage that he had no control over, and anyone could easily enter. For the first tsince this battle began, Rowan had bectruly vulnerable, and if his enemies were in any shape competent, this would be the right tto tear him to pieces.

The shock from Malik's raid would not last before they would venture inside this vortices that was consuming the universe and all its wealth. It would not take a genius to figure out the connection between the stolen Universe Will and the ongoing events.

Rowan's consciousness whirled around furiously, this was the tto control the actions of his enemies and buy every second he could for his Ouroboros Bloodline to be Immortal, only then could he fully be complete.

His advantage was that none of the invaders currently inside the universe, the Mages, and Demons knew who he was. Even the God King must believe that Rowan was dead, due to the fact that when Rowan had made a move and destroyed two-thirds of every mortal on Trion, Golgoth had destroyed the last head of Rowan in fury before coming into Trion where Rowan had blasted him deep into the universe.

Except for the Third Prince and the last mysterious Reflection, no one else should know that Rowan was the mysterious entity behind all the deaths and destruction. Although there was a chance the Reflections would reveal his status to the Mages and Demons, that possibility was rather slim, there were secrets here on Trion that they would like to keep out of the eyes of a third party.

Yet he was aware that if the Reflections knew the true depths of his ambitions they would cast away all forms of civility and attack him with every weapon in their arsenal. All the years he had spent investigating Trion and staying undercover was finally paying off, his enemies still did not understand who he truly was.

With this in mind, Rowan knew the greatest method to delay their actions was to keep himself shrouded in mysteries for as long as possible, it was a shthat the levels of his enemies were rather high and therefore their experience was vast, so he would not have as much tas he would like.

'No matter,' Rowan thought, 'I have always swum against the tides.'

The first unwanted visitor he had inside his Dimension was an Archmage. The female Magus fought her way through the heavenly bodies shooting into his Dimension and looked around in avid curiosity and a healthy amount of fear.

Rowan had begun to cover his entire Dimension even as it expanded with great amounts of fog that was so thick it was almost solid. He did this by vaporizing a vast stretch of his Primordial Sea of Darkness.

His Dimension was now incomparably cold and shrouded in mysteries, it would easily kill a Minor God who did not focus on their defenses.

The Archmage was at Rank 5 and she was covered by dozens of powerful defensive artifacts and spells, sof the spells were far more powerful than she was capable of making by herself, of course, it did not help her when a Sovereign appeared beside her and drove a massive flaming blade through all her defenses. Stabbing her more than ten thousand times in a fraction of a second.

Any form of defense she had over her body was destroyed far more quickly than she could recover them, and she could barely rotate her Spirit Matrix to block the attacks before they turned her to ash leaving her haunting screams behind.

The Sovereign was very efficient, each stabbing gesture he made might seem simple but he was shattering all the barriers and artifacts that had shielded her body, and since they were plentiful and very diverse, he had to use different methods to ensure he destroyed them as quickly as possible.

The Sovereign vanished from this position, flapping his wings with such power that he reappeared millions of light years away almost instantly and began to attack a new intruder.

The Archmage was not the only one that entered into his Dimension, presently there were more than fifty-three million vortices that were open all over his Dimension, and in the first fifteen seconds, there had been well over seven hundred incursions.

His enemies might be unaware of who he was, but they were trying to reverse that oversight as quickly as possible. Rowan thought that he had killed the scouts they sent quickly enough, none of the scouts lasted past a second before they were all destroyed by his Angels but Rowan knew it was just the beginning.

Like him, the Mages and Demons were under tconstraints as well, they were the first comers into the universe but before long, other powers would be descending into it. He could imagine the anger and desperation in their ranks as an unknown third party was gaining all the benefits while they were played like children.

Rowan expected that they would start releasing their big guns soon. They should understand by this tthat he was a threat that required an extramount of power to face.

He felt his bloodline of Sheol shiver in excitement and Rowan was shaken by what happened next inside his Dimension.

Since he upgraded his bloodline of Sheol to the Immortal level, he had quickly checked its properties and although there were a lot of changes and improvements in his powers, he had judged that it did not bring any new card to the table that could rapidly shift the battlefield in his favor, but it turned out that he was wrong.

And the implications for this new ability of his was far more terrible than he had imagined.

Inside his Primordial Sea of Darkness Rowan was surprised to see several hundred Soul Mountains appear as Sheol consumed the souls of every Immortal that was slain inside his Dimension.

He knew this should not be possible.

Rowan had begrudgingly accepted that he could not take the souls of any Immortal that was born from a SuprWorld because they had tied their souls with the Will of their World, and if he killed them he was only destroying the corporeal flesh and not the essence of their lives as he could easily do with any god born inside the universe.

He had been able to harvest the soul of the Demon King Ohrox because he had taken his Soul Origin away from the Great Abyss to perform his experiments on enhancing his talents and none of the Archmages or Demon Princes he had killed had truly been slain.

Of the many Immortals that were slaughtered by Malik in the outside universe, Rowan had only harvested a small portion of their Souls, these souls were most likely from the unlucky gods who had ventured into this conflict where they were nothing but ants, but the rest that died were only banished to the Great Abyss and the Magus SuprWorld and he knew they would return in a short time.

However, the presence of his Dimension and an Immortal-level Sheol bloodline had just changed the game.

Deaths for these Immortals from the SuprWorlds used to be a gwhile inside the Third-Dimensional Universe.

Well, it was no longer.