The Primordial Record

Chapter 1046:  Golden Sun

Rowan was in the eye of the storm, the only still presence in a world about to be consumed by madness, and as the blue wave of Ascendant Aura rushed at him, the two blades jabbed by the Deific Explorers behind him easily cut through his mortal flesh and burst out of his front, emerging from his neck and chest, and they began to saw sideways, as the Deific Explorers attempted to cut Rowan into three parts.

He did not flinch despite his mortal body being placed in peril, this was simply a shell for his consciousness, his hand remained outstretched and the Ascendant Aura heading towards him seemed to form the shape of a hand, one that was made from blue light, and their fingertips touched.

The slumbering technique inside his body erupted as Rowan roared the first of his True Name in his heart, "Trrshikrhl!" — [Pronounced: Rhee - Khill]

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The first purpose of Rowan upgrading this body was to get a strong enough mental space to summon his shattered consciousness, even if he wanted to be an Ascendant Sun, he had not forgotten his purpose for coming to this realm. It was to finalize his nine Supreme Circles and begin walking the paths of a higher dimensional entity.

Summoning his shattered consciousness was an incredibly risky affair, and in any other situation, such a thing would draw too much attention from the World's Will, but what had been happening under the gaze of the Calamity Suns was an opportunity that he could not give up on.

If a minor summoning of Ascendant Aura from a Legend had created so much Calamity that it took an entire army with sophisticated weapons to put down, how much more would the full power unleashed by two Deific Ranked Explorers all willing to kill him?

That was just the icing on the cake, the flood of Ascendant Aura that had emerged from killing all three thousand Explorers with his own hand creating a stream of Purified Ascendant Aura that would cause such great changes it would be hard to imagine, and still that was just the second level of the planned chaos. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Rowan's Ascendant Technique, the one he aimed to use to become one of the suns in the sky was such a profound application of the power of Ascendancy, that on its activation, even Rowan did not fully grasp how much changes it would bring to the world covered under the light of Calamity.

If everything that had happened before was like igniting a small match in the dark, then what he would summon with the activation of this technique would be a raging forest fire.

In that case, this was the perfect opportunity to summon the first portions of his body. Only underneath this chaos can he begin brushing off the dust of oblivion that had covered him for so long.

After nearly a million years of slumber, Rowan, known as Plane Walker, Chaos Breaker, Reality Butcher, Creator, Primordial, Living Dimension, Destroyer, and the First Born, began his true assault against Doom Star.

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On one of the ships an Explorer saw the moment Rowan touched the Ascendant Aura and seemingly became light before it vanished, it barely lasted for a second, but the damage had already been done.

The light resembled a sun that appeared on the ground only to be covered immediately by darkness as an unearthly amount of mist erupted from that position with a loud shriek that exploded the ears of Explorers inside their ships miles away.

The mist shot out for hundreds of miles covering the approaching ships and extending far past behind them…. No one here could have ever imagined that the entire continent was now covered in Mist!

Even if an Ascendant decides to use a powerful technique, perhaps it would only generate mists for a hundred miles, but Rowan's Ascendant technique was anything short of simple, already touching the fundamental concepts governing the rules of this world, it was expected that every move he made with such a thing would draw more than enough attention.

The approaching ships that were seven times the amount that had previously arrived on the continent, numbering in their hundreds were beginning to stall in midair because reality itself had transformed into madness, as Calamities of untold numbers appeared all over the continent and beyond from the earth up to the skies.

The skies were shattered by red lightning and sheer madness as blood like an ocean erupted around the entire continent as a slaughterhouse of epic proportions was unveiled without any warning. The ship's defenses would not last long against this tide of monsters, and the only reason it existed past a second was that it was made from metal, and was treated as a background prop by the monsters, but that was only going to last for so long before higher leveled Calamities were created that could easily pierce through the veils of the ships.

With the wide range of the mist and the monsters that appeared out of it, several other fleets heading toward this continent were also caught under the unexpected deluge of monsters.

Beneath all this chaos, a silent force, slow and terrible, was rising.

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Scattered around Doom Star, on innumerable continents, in the depths of the boundless ocean, inside the body of men and monsters, tiny spots of gold, microscopic in scale erupted, and they began to arise in the air a few thousand miles away from the ground.

Before long a golden sun arose that shook the minds of countless individuals who beheld it, and the heavens above turned dark with fury, red and black lightning arose to shatter the golden sun to pieces.

Lightning bolts rained upon the golden sun with such fury the sound could be heard halfway across the entire Doom Star, and the golden sun was shattered into pieces, but it remade itself not long after, but once again it was shattered.

After this time it did not return.