The Primordial Record

The red tribulation lightning contained the power of destruction, a power that was available for entities at the seventh dimension, but there was a vast gulf between what an average seventh-dimensional entity could unleash when they were wielding the power of destruction and what a realm was capable of.

Especially a realm like Doom Star who although its realm's Will was fragmented, could still unleash potent waves of destruction. It was this pure destruction that was unleashed on the Time Blight.

The wave of red that washed all through the realm was simply the color of destruction, but it shriveled all life that was left on the surface, any Ascendant that was unlucky not to be under the umbrella of any of the two Suns collapsed into ashes, even the massive hourglass representing Rowan's merging dimensions lost a hundredth of its mass before it rapidly regained it back.

Every continent in the lower realm collapsed into ashes, and except for the endless sea, there was nothing left. In the battles of such a level, the scale of destruction was unimaginable to mortals and lower immortals, and this was just a result of the light of destruction shining on the lower realms.

A third of the Time Blight simply ceased to exist. Billions of mortals and thousands of Ascendants were gone in the blink of an eye, the darkness conjured by the Eye of Time had protected the Time Blight, but it seemed that even this Eye had underestimated the power that would fall on it.

Rowan would have smiled if he was not so focused on integrating his dimension using a mental space that was strained by the vortex within.

The Eye of Time had finally realized one of his greatest secrets, which was the fact that Rowan Ascendant's body was not just a thin cover that could be seen through by the realm, with his dimensional abilities, he was truly a child of this realm, and unless he went against the Will of the World as an Ascendant it would never have any cause to harm Rowan.

If he had ever had any doubt about his ability to fool this realm using techniques that he considered to be ridiculously easy then the cry of surprise from the Eye of Time as the punishment from the realm fell upon it alone was the final confirmation that he needed.

Objectively, Rowan had committed far worse actions against the realm as he was stealing its foundation and the Eye of Time was just borrowing the bodies and souls of the realm for a short time, even though it had begun to summon a foreign power into the realm, the punishment it was suffering was suppose to be far lesser than what Rowan was supposed to receive. Its arrogant proclamation of that fact to Rowan was clear enough on its stance.

No doubt it was thinking that Rowan would share in this tribulation, maybe suffer a greater percentage of the damage than would fall upon it,

"Curse your fractured mind, Democles, how dare you strike me when your real enemy stands here?!"

Rowan's eyes lit up, knowing the name of this realm mattered to him, and in the state of frustration and anger, the Eye of Time had revealed another secret of the past.

If the realm heard the Eye of Time, it did not acknowledge it, as another round of Tribulation lightning brewed in its eye, and in fact, the call of the Eye seemed to have triggered the anger of the realm, its Will was sacrosanct, and when it had sent the red tribulation lightning of destruction down on the target of its wrath, it expects them to vanish in an instant.

The fact that its target not only survived and was vibrant, it also said words that triggered waves of pain and confusion in its mind made its fury burn hotter, and three more eyes were manifested.

Rowan had the time to throw in one cheeky liner to the Eye of Time,

"It would seem nothing ever goes your way. Are you sure you are not cursed?"

Rowan was just expecting to trigger another round of frustration in the mind of the Eye so that it could be distracted during his merger because he was still in a rather vulnerable state, and with the intervention of the Eye of Time who possessed means that he was not fully aware of.

His gaze had penetrated through the Time Blight to the body of Noah Rithmast and at the moment Rowan mentioned the word, 'Cursed.' the face of Noah Rithmast twisted and he muttered, "Of course, Nemesis..."

Rowan tried not to show the shock on his face, but the Eye of Time was intuitive and it grinned at Rowan and mouthed, "So you know her too," even as four streams of red lightning of destruction slammed into the Time Blight.

Unlike the first blast, the realm did not let up on the destructive bolt. The Tribulation lightning kept falling down in endless streams, drowning out the cries of the Eye of Time.

The resultant shockwave and the light of destruction from the impact was so great that Rowan's Ascendant body was blasted away for hundreds of miles, but at this time he had already collected all the portion of his dormant dimension into his Ascendant body and he had allowed this force to push him back.

His body was frozen in place with the massive changes ongoing within and the vortex about to tear open. The light of destruction had degraded his Ascendant body by a large degree and in addition to holding his merging dimension and the vortex in the mental space, this body was on the verge of destruction.

A chill entered his consciousness and Rowan reacted immediately, thrusting out his palms, he created a million layers of thin golden sheet in front of him, thinner than a spider's web but all made from his Ascendant flesh and nearly fifty percent of the entirety of his Aura, while infusing them with the stillness of Time, all of which were shining with complex runic glows.

Every single rune on the sheets was Intent, all of which were focused on defense. He had just made a million shields in the blink of an eye in response to the incoming danger his labored senses were screaming at him.

A loud bang on the outermost sheet was all the warning he had, as the projectile had already shredded through half of his defense before he could even recognize what had been launched at him.

It was an arrow made from black smoke, drinking with all the foulness in creation, the Eye of Time despite being under such a terrifying tribulation could still launch such a dastardly attack because it knew it was running out of the best time to stop Rowan.

The arrow made of Evil shredded through all the defenses that Rowan had mounted, heading unerringly toward his heart, and he reached forth and grabbed the arrow whose momentum had been delayed enough by the shields.

Yet his body was still pushed back for hundreds of miles, his passage tearing a line through the ocean that reached the ocean floor, even though he was ten miles up in the air. Crushing the screaming arrow, Rowan spoke to the Eye of Time, "Nothing works for you."

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