The Eye of Ti was not idle all these while, for even as it walked towards Rowan, the chanting it had been making since the beginning of this encounter had never ended, and a mile from Rowan, its spell was completed, and then it was revealed why it took so much ti and risk its existence in this realm to summon this spell.
"This move has a fraction of its power, but boy, I have slaughtered Primordial Beasts with it."
The body of the Third Prince began to crack as if it could not contain the massive power that he had just summoned. This revealed to Rowan the situation of all the countless mortals and Ascendant in the Ti Blight. They had all been shrunken and their bodies twisted into horrifying facsimiles of gears and cogs, as the Eye of Ti recreated a fraction of its previous powers with the flesh of mortals and Ascendants.
Purple smoke began to stream out of its eyes, nose, and mouth, gathering behind him and it converged to create a barely discernible phantom of the Primordial of Ti and Evil.
It was epheral, almost invisible, and if Rowan had not seen the bloodline source of Ti and intimately knew all the physical details of this Primordial, he would have thought it was a trick of the light.
The roars of the beasts of wrath in the skies above finally woke up the eyes of the realm, and the hundreds of eyes bead down in fury, but a pulse erupted from the phantom of the Primordial of Ti and the eyes of heaven were shredded to pieces, only their furious roars lingered.
The realm went still, Ti went mad as it seed to have gained a will of its own, and except for Rowan whose path of Ti was separated from the path of the previous Primordial of Ti, all Chains of Will bounding Ti inside Doom Star was rendered ineffective.
The realm began to develop fractures at the seams because the normal flow of Ti was interrupted, in countless corners of the realm, ti beca strange, so flowing backward, and so areas were entirely devoid of the concept of ti, as countless Ti Storms ravaged the realm.
Rowan Ascendant bodies had to brace against space so as not to be swept into the Ti Storms.
Excitent... Fear... Happiness... Rowan's soul throbbed with pain and expectation. It was monts like these that made everything with it... every sacrifice.
The shade of the Primordial had no legs, but hundreds of massive tentacles that resembled the twisted root of a tree, and it raised a hand and pointed at Rowan, who imdiately responded by unleashing the spell he had also created by using his 33,000 streams of ti. Whatever move he could ever make, the phantom of the Primordial of Ti and Evil would always reach him faster, from the get-go, Rowan had fallen into a disadvantage.
The sa pulse that shattered the eyes of the realm in the heavens above swept towards Rowan, and this ti, it was concentrated and not dispersed, enhancing the power of the action a thousand tis over.
The 33,000 beasts of Wrath responded even faster than Rowan, their nature as sentient weapons enabling them to match the phantom of a Primordial.
From their mouths ca a ball of golden energy, a thousand tis brighter than the sun, and countless tis hotter, holding imnse telekinetic powers; all of these powers were borne from the rger with Rowan, for the Beasts of Wrath's abilities ca from the links with their hosts.
Their retaliatory move was perfectly aligned and all 33,000 orbs of Wrath slamd into each other, seamlessly converging into a single orb that was further streamlined into a broad beam of force.
The 33, 000 Rowans made a gesture and the single beam was suddenly imprinted with millions of runes, all Intent of the offensive variety.
The rger of his dinsion at this precise mont reached closer to completion and a weird glow ca to his eyes, and the gesture he was making transford, and simply making that move destroyed all the other Rowans and their Beasts of Wrath, it was the price for calling such power.
It was costly but worth it. The beam that had nearly collided with the move from the Primordial transford again, the millions of runes suddenly beca one.
That single rune contained everything. It contained all the offensive runes known in reality. Rowan crushed a piece of Aetherium to enhance this move, hesitated then crushed three
more.
It should be noted that since the end of the Primordial Era, there had been no record of a Primordial existence making any show of force or display of their powers, but in the realm of Doom Star, sothing so monuntal was ongoing, but no one here to witness it.
The power of the Primordial collided against the beam and there was a brief mont of silence and the single Rowan left grinned as he muttered, "Ti against Space... Order against Chaos."
Intent had always been seen as a lower form of power against Will, but Rowan had seen sothing different when he saw Telmus battle with his control over Intent, and he knew that the work of a Primordial was never simple.
Like the Chains of Will that were used to bind Ti, Intent was made to bind Space, to bind Chaos himself.
In the mont of his rger, the realization that his dinsional soul gave him great control over the Chains of Will, then it also gave him greater control over all Intent of Space, and his sturdy and mastery over all nine Supre Circles and all created techniques that contained all intent in existence was simply a key to the control of Chaos.
Rowan had no idea if the Primordial of Ti had ever fought against Chaos, who could be referred to as the
Primordial of Space if he wanted, but if not, then what happened next would be the closest that reality would ever co to such an event.
What happened next shattered a hundredths of the realm.
The resultant force, light, heat, and a trillion other phenona that occurred due to that clash repeatedly swept past the realms millions of tis, tearing apart every single structure in the lower realms into nothingness, even the higher realms did not survive this move, everything was swept clean, and this was just a slight side-effect of the collision.
It completely vaporized an entire section of Doom Star, and this was not a simple injury that could simply be healed by the realm with its power, this portion of itself was gone.
The Realm of Doom Star scread a cry that rippled out into the outside reality. Many trillions of miles away where Old Man Seed and Elura waited, the eyes of Old Man Seed suddenly widened a mont before the cry of Doom Star echoed and he reached out to touch Elura but it was too late.
Like a heavy hamr passing through a glass, the cry of the realm swept past everything for countless trillions of miles, surrounding dinsions and universes, all that had taken the risk of being near Doom Star disintegrated into nothingness, and thus cry continued into the countless void, traveling faster than ti and slamming into the Great Darkness, and from this conduit, rippled out to all of existence.
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