Chapter 729: You Will Scream For Me
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Chapter 729 You Will Scream For Me
TWENTY–ONE YEARS AGO.
Rowan had scattered his Berserker Clones into various positions to perform varied crucial tasks, one of which bore fruit not too long ago as they located the missing page of his Primordial Record.
Another had achieved something similar far earlier when they succeeded in unlocking a portion of the mysteries behind the blood he collected from the Third Prince.
He had gained this boon In the surprising ambush he had planned against whoever might be pursuing him when he was in Jarkarr after escaping the Nexus, and Rowan had caught a far larger prey than he had expected, the Third Prince, and at that time he did not know how incredibly lucky he was that this event had occurred because this was the first time his past was revealed to him.
Elura the Empyrean of Life who had been imprisoned inside the body of his father had taken advantage of the chance created by Rowan and broke free from the Third Prince's control, even if it was only for a short time. She had revealed to Rowan that she was his mother and Rowan had used this opportunity to steal the blood of the Third Prince when his mother had burst out from his body.
At that time Rowan had no powers to manipulate this blood and unravel its secrets but he chose to slowly sturdy it and he hoped that he would be able to find something from this long shot. In his desperation against such a powerful foe, he would never let any advantage he had go to waste.
He had partially succeeded in this venture, but as always he had been left with more questions than answers.
Unlike the Berserker Clone that had entered the Underverse, the clones that Rowan used to investigate the blood taken from the Third Prince all aged unnaturally fast. It was as if Time was accelerated a million times faster around that blood, and Rowan had to change these clones every three minutes.
It was a good thing that Rowan was capable of this feat, or else even a god would have drained their entire Divine Kingdom in a month, but Rowan had effortlessly held on for twelve years before he saw any meaningful result.
He had been changing his clones so frequently that he did not even think about it, as the five Consciousness Pillars assigned to investigate this blood drop expanded the number of clones he used from one to ten thousand.
Every three minutes ten thousand Berserker Clones would perish and another ten thousand would take their place.
Even with all this sacrifice it was difficult for him to unearth anything from this blood, and the difficulty only increased when the Blood was rapidly decaying and a larger portion of his energy had to be channeled into keeping it viable.
At this time his technique was complete, and it was just in time, Rowan was tired of the endless prattling of Boreas. Before he acquired his Will, the gods of Trion might have been a challenge that would have taken all of his power and concentration to win over.
Now he had so many tools to use that it was not even funny. He had taken the best weapon that was available to him, while still keeping himself hidden.
He would kill Boreas without even showing his face to him. This wretched Reflection of his brother did not deserve the honor of fighting him.
Calling up the soul of Circe he asked her, "Are you ready for round two."
She cracked her neck, "Release me Rowan."
"Careful fierce warrior. For I will be fighting with you too."
Rowan made his move and from the back of Boreas who had been talking, hoping to draw out Rowan exploded, pushing a ton of flesh out that coiled like a snake and separated into two.
Boreas screams were heart-wrenching and he turned around as the two snakes transformed. One of them took the shape of Circe and the second took the shape of Ohrox, the Demon Prince of Destruction.
"Ohrox, impossible, you are dead."
The Demon Prince grinned...
No, not a Demon Prince, Boreas face went pale, this was a ducking Demon King!
"Keep talking little god, soon you will be screaming for me."
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Chapter 729 You Will Scream For Me
TWENTY–ONE YEARS AGO.
Rowan had scattered his Berserker Clones into various positions to perform varied crucial tasks, one of which bore fruit not too long ago as they located the missing page of his Primordial Record.
Another had achieved something similar far earlier when they succeeded in unlocking a portion of the mysteries behind the blood he collected from the Third Prince.
He had gained this boon In the surprising ambush he had planned against whoever might be pursuing him when he was in Jarkarr after escaping the Nexus, and Rowan had caught a far larger prey than he had expected, the Third Prince, and at that time he did not know how incredibly lucky he was that this event had occurred because this was the first time his past was revealed to him.
Elura the Empyrean of Life who had been imprisoned inside the body of his father had taken advantage of the chance created by Rowan and broke free from the Third Prince's control, even if it was only for a short time. She had revealed to Rowan that she was his mother and Rowan had used this opportunity to steal the blood of the Third Prince when his mother had burst out from his body.
At that time Rowan had no powers to manipulate this blood and unravel its secrets but he chose to slowly sturdy it and he hoped that he would be able to find something from this long shot. In his desperation against such a powerful foe, he would never let any advantage he had go to waste.
He had partially succeeded in this venture, but as always he had been left with more questions than answers.
Unlike the Berserker Clone that had entered the Underverse, the clones that Rowan used to investigate the blood taken from the Third Prince all aged unnaturally fast. It was as if Time was accelerated a million times faster around that blood, and Rowan had to change these clones every three minutes.
It was a good thing that Rowan was capable of this feat, or else even a god would have drained their entire Divine Kingdom in a month, but Rowan had effortlessly held on for twelve years before he saw any meaningful result.
He had been changing his clones so frequently that he did not even think about it, as the five Consciousness Pillars assigned to investigate this blood drop expanded the number of clones he used from one to ten thousand.
Every three minutes ten thousand Berserker Clones would perish and another ten thousand would take their place.
Even with all this sacrifice it was difficult for him to unearth anything from this blood, and the difficulty only increased when the Blood was rapidly decaying and a larger portion of his energy had to be channeled into keeping it viable.
At this time his technique was complete, and it was just in time, Rowan was tired of the endless prattling of Boreas. Before he acquired his Will, the gods of Trion might have been a challenge that would have taken all of his power and concentration to win over.
Now he had so many tools to use that it was not even funny. He had taken the best weapon that was available to him, while still keeping himself hidden.
He would kill Boreas without even showing his face to him. This wretched Reflection of his brother did not deserve the honor of fighting him.
Calling up the soul of Circe he asked her, "Are you ready for round two."
She cracked her neck, "Release me Rowan."
"Careful fierce warrior. For I will be fighting with you too."
Rowan made his move and from the back of Boreas who had been talking, hoping to draw out Rowan exploded, pushing a ton of flesh out that coiled like a snake and separated into two.
Boreas screams were heart-wrenching and he turned around as the two snakes transformed. One of them took the shape of Circe and the second took the shape of Ohrox, the Demon Prince of Destruction.
"Ohrox, impossible, you are dead."
The Demon Prince grinned...
No, not a Demon Prince, Boreas face went pale, this was a ducking Demon King!
"Keep talking little god, soon you will be screaming for me."
Chapter 729 You Will Scream For MeTWENTYONE YEARS AGO.Rowan had scattered his Berserker Clones into various positions to perform varied crucial tasks, one of which bore fruit not too long ago as they located the missing page of his Primordial Record.Another had achieved something similar far earlier when they succeeded in unlocking a portion of the mysteries behind the blood he collected from the Third Prince.He had gained this boon In the surprising ambush he had planned against whoever might be pursuing him when he was in Jarkarr after escaping the Nexus, and Rowan had caught a far larger prey than he had expected, the Third Prince, and at that time he did not know how incredibly lucky he was that this event had occurred because this was the first time his past was revealed to him.Elura the Empyrean of Life who had been imprisoned inside the body of his father had taken advantage of the chance created by Rowan and broke free from the Third Prince's control, even if it was only for a short time. She had revealed to Rowan that she was his mother and Rowan had used this opportunity to steal the blood of the Third Prince when his mother had burst out from his body.At that time Rowan had no powers to manipulate this blood and unravel its secrets but he chose to slowly sturdy it and he hoped that he would be able to find something from this long shot. In his desperation against such a powerful foe, he would never let any advantage he had go to waste.He had partially succeeded in this venture, but as always he had been left with more questions than answers.Unlike the Berserker Clone that had entered the Underverse, the clones that Rowan used to investigate the blood taken from the Third Prince all aged unnaturally fast. It was as if Time was accelerated a million times faster around that blood, and Rowan had to change these clones every three minutes.It was a good thing that Rowan was capable of this feat, or else even a god would have drained their entire Divine Kingdom in a month, but Rowan had effortlessly held on for twelve years before he saw any meaningful result.He had been changing his clones so frequently that he did not even think about it, as the five Consciousness Pillars assigned to investigate this blood drop expanded the number of clones he used from one to ten thousand.Every three minutes ten thousand Berserker Clones would perish and another ten thousand would take their place.Even with all this sacrifice it was difficult for him to unearth anything from this blood, and the difficulty only increased when the Blood was rapidly decaying and a larger portion of his energy had to be channeled into keeping it viable.At this time his technique was complete, and it was just in time, Rowan was tired of the endless prattling of Boreas. Before he acquired his Will, the gods of Trion might have been a challenge that would have taken all of his power and concentration to win over.Now he had so many tools to use that it was not even funny. He had taken the best weapon that was available to him, while still keeping himself hidden.He would kill Boreas without even showing his face to him. This wretched Reflection of his brother did not deserve the honor of fighting him.Calling up the soul of Circe he asked her, "Are you ready for round two."She cracked her neck, "Release me Rowan.""Careful fierce warrior. For I will be fighting with you too."Rowan made his move and from the back of Boreas who had been talking, hoping to draw out Rowan exploded, pushing a ton of flesh out that coiled like a snake and separated into two.Boreas screams were heart-wrenching and he turned around as the two snakes transformed. One of them took the shape of Circe and the second took the shape of Ohrox, the Demon Prince of Destruction."Ohrox, impossible, you are dead."The Demon Prince grinned...No, not a Demon Prince, Boreas face went pale, this was a ducking Demon King!"Keep talking little god, soon you will be screaming for me."
