Rowan watched as the closing portal fought against Envy and although this mystical Great axe was powerful, even it began to bend under the pressure. Except using Eruption, Rowan knew he would not be able to hold this portal open, but he needed to focus on many things at this time, and Envy would have to serve, he had figured such an outcome however and he began his next action to extend the time that Envy was giving him.
He stretched out his hand and began feeding the Axe an ocean load of his Aether, any other weapon would have faltered and be destroyed when collecting Rowans purple black Aether, but Envy was different, and with a metallic shriek that could be heard for miles, the vibration from Envy grew so intense it began warping space as the weapon began to straighten.
Rowan smiled as the lightning shooting from the portal increased in intensity, knowing with a constant feeding of his Aether that Envy would hold, he monitored the portal closely as he could not risk entering the Divine Kingdom with his body, but he still needed access to it.
Why was killing a god so troublesome?
Maintaining his hold on the gate was just a small part of what he was doing, as his consciousness was straining to do so many things at once.
He was in many places at once while accomplishing multiple things, and when he felt another space free up in his mind, he was taken back for a while before realizing that consuming Erohim Soul was growing his Pillars of Consciousness and his fifth pillar had just been completed with the sixth rapidly developing. He barely had the time to be delighted before he assigned it to other ongoing tasks, and concentrated on maintaining all of them.
Rowan was becoming something beyond his fleshy body, which was the correct method of using his second bloodline. The Ouroboros Bloodline would excel at combat, but the overall control of the situation will fall on the Avatar of Eve bloodline, and with the added benefits of creating more consciousness pillars as he devoured the soul of Erohim, it would surely aid him in that task.
He could feel his Absolute Body growing under the devouring of his Serpents and began to grow once more, his body breaking eight feet and rising.
A consciousness was placed inside his Berserker Clone, and it was using Dash and moving so fast it appeared to be teleporting as Rowan was searching for the central position for the principal powers governing the Divine Kingdom, destroying that would collapse it.
His second consciousness delved into his Primordial Record, accessing his growth and checking for any surprises he might have missed.
Constitution : 23,107
Title: Plane Walker, Chaos Blood, Reality Butcher, Creator.
Enrage (Level 1 — Heaven State)
Vortex (Level 2 — Heaven State)
Bash (Level 1 — Heaven State)
Dash (Level 2 — Earth State)
Smash (Level ~ — heaven State)
Combo Attack (Level 3 — Heaven State)
Bloodline Skill : Eruption (12%)
Passive : Decipher language (complete)
SIX ???????????? ?????????????????? [CHAOS BLOOD]- level 3 Completed [30,000]
AVATAR OF EVE: Level 3 Completed (120,000)
Legendary Skill : Chaos World Engine [6/6]
Chaos World Engine [Minor— Completed]
Legendary Skill :Word of Enoch [Blank].
Rift Rule: Absolute Body.
Palace of Ice Chamber Unlocked:
Berserker Aspect Upgraded:
Total Attribute gained:
Spirit has been Sacrificed to the Palace of Ice.
Devouring Divine Force…
Spirit has been Sacrificed to the Palace of Ice.
Devouring Divine force…
The page of his Primordial Record was in intense flux as it was constantly refreshing itself.
The next level of the Berserker Aspect was the Heaven State, and nearly providing him four thousand points of Attributes in total was a pleasant boost, and now that he truly understood the value of the Berserker Aspect as another path to reach godhood he was not too surprised.
The second-biggest update was the amount of Attributes he was gaining while enhancing his Absolute Body, he knew that most of the benefits stats wise were going to the Ouroboros Serpents, while he was receiving a boost in his Absolute body ability to process and contain more powers, he was pleased at the number of stats he was gaining.
What surprised him however was his Soul Points, just the small part of Erohim Soul he was consuming gave him so many Soul Points that when it reached a million, a number that nearly made him stagger, the purple moon inside his Palace of Ice began to change. It was beginning to evolve.
It churned furiously and began to compress itself as if a black hole was born inside its center, making the purple moon became increasingly smaller and denser, until it became the size of a fist, where it took the shape of a purple six - sided crystal.
The chaos inside his Primordial Record resolved itself and in place of Soul points was another new designation:
Beneath it, a new purple moon began to gather itself from the Soul he was taking from the god.
It would appear that a million soul points would be fused to create a single crystal.
A few short months ago, he never thought he might be able to gather even a thousand soul points, and now he had a million; there was a chance to still collect more.
But there was a price for such a dividend, already he was beginning to feel the strain from consuming the Soul of Erohim and holding such large amount of Soul points and crustal inside his Palace of Ice, and only the throne was able to soothe his consciousness.
He would need to upgrade his bloodline quickly, or flee because he would not be able to consume much more of the god.