At this mont, Rowan now had a single Title and Aspect, and six hundred thousand years had gone by, leaving him with 3.4 million years to work with.
He wanted to rest his mind and body; these two changes were not simple transformations, but Rowan knew that ti may seem plentiful, but it was hardly enough for him to complete his fusion and thoroughly master his new abilities before the final war began.
New and unexpected enemies had arrived on the board, the presence of Primordial Soul was a factor that was extrely dangerous to him, and she had the capability of destroying Rowan if he did not begin rapidly making changes to all of his plans.
Done with two fusions, Rowan picked his third, which would be fusing his Skills, Aspect Skills, and his Bloodline Skills.
This would be a massive fusion and was among the ones that Rowan was not sure if what would arise from it would be amazing or diocre.
He had gathered a lot of skills over the the years, and if he was going to be fusing them with his bloodline skills which were ridiculously powerful, and Aspect skills, he expected a clash that could bring about brilliance or sothing not worth having, after all, these were simply skills, and were not deeply connected to him like his Aspects or his Titles, with the only factor that could change all of this being his bloodline skills.
Of the many skills he had acquired in life, the Primordial Record chose to keep only two, which were his Berserker Blood skill at the Apocalypse level and his Weapon Master skill that was at the Dominion level.
Weapon Master gave him absolute mastery over all forms of combat associated with weapons, and it perfectly rged with Rowan’s comprehension ability.
This skill was simple but effective, and using it alone, Rowan had slain countless Celestials, killed an Archon, and the Throne of a Primordial.
Then there was his Bloodline Skills, which included Ascension and Dinsional Flesh.
The utility of these two skills could not be overestimated, as for a long ti, they had been Rowan’s heavy hitters, especially his Ascension Skill that he rarely used due to how tumultuous it was to operate.
With the powers of an Apex Omniversal Titan, coupled with being a Slaughter Revenant, he no longer needed this skill, but it could be the basis of a powerful talent when this fusion was completed.
The last portion of this fusion would be his Aspect Skills, which included the Lost Fla at Tier 5 with the powers of Innate Convergence and Divergence, and the Realm Blade at Tier 7.
Rowan had mastered his Aspect Skills to the maximum; therefore, there was hardly any indicator when he used them in battle or everyday life, as they had been perfectly rged with his actions.
As an instance, Realm Blade was a skill that could cut through space and ti without leaving any marks in Reality. Rowan constantly pierces through space and ti with every part of his body, and Realm Blade had always been rged with his actions, so instead of using brute force, space and ti had easily parted at his gesture.
Rowan reviewed these six skills in total before he was satisfied that it was the right path to fuse them all into a single skill. There were, of course, countless skills he had mastered that were not listed among the six, but he knew all of these skills would beco fuel for the ultimate skill about to be created here.
Rowan did not even have to order the Primordial Record as the Singularity seed extrely eager to begin this fusion. It was almost as if the Primordial Record had no idea what this fusion result might be, and every creation it was making with the assistance of Rowan’s unique abilities was deeply enlightening to the Singularity.
This may not be far from the truth, because if Singularities fed on the Fate and Destinies of their hosts, then every powerful fusion that erged from Rowan carried such a massive amount of Karma that it was not just feeding the Primordial Record, it was actively growing it.
This ant that not only was Rowan growing stronger from this fusion, but the Primordial Record was also growing stronger.
The fusion began, and Rowan closed his eyes to deeply imrse himself in the process. A brief spell passed, and his eyes flashed open in mild surprise when he noticed that the direction of this fusion would not be taking place inside his body, but directly in front of him.
A faint sound, like the rapid exhalation of breath, exuded from his body, and a vague sense of emptiness began to rise inside him.
In front of Rowan, six massive runes appeared; they all varied in complexity and color, but all of these runes were the six primary skills that had been deed worthy by the Primordial Record to be recorded on its page.
Countless tiny lights were clustered around these six runes, which should be all the nurous skills that Rowan had acquired in life, from simple archery to a skill that could create worlds out of dust.
A subtle wave erupted from his body and the Primordial Record at the sa ti, and they gathered over the six massive runes in front of him, each of them as large as a star. This wave acted like a pressure press, as the countless skills hovering around the six runes were pushed deep inside them with great force.
However, this forceful collision of countless skills did not lead to an explosion or chaos because the force directing them was too profound for such a rough process. All the skills, no matter how nurous, found a spot to rge into, like countless tributaries returning to the sea.
Rowan gained enlightennt from watching this process, and he could feel the power of his soul growing alongside this ongoing process. Already, his dinsional soul was benefiting from being housed in his new body.
Previously, Rowan may have believed that his dinsional soul was nearly perfect and was a power that could hardly be matched, and he was partially correct, but in the face of this new fusion he had undertaken, even his dinsional soul beca dependent on it.
Perhaps if he had been able to consu Primordial Soul, then he might have acquired Soul Origin and patched out any minor insufficiencies inside his dinsional soul.
However, his enemies were not lifeless mannequins; they also possessed wisdom and cunning, and in the dark, they were also scheming for the ultimate prize.
"But all sches would fall in the face of power."
The six runes flashed brightly, all the skills that Rowan had mastered had been integrated inside them, and then, without any delay, the runes began to drift closer as a deeper level of fusion began.
Waves of voices whose origins could be traced to the beginning of existence began to pour out of the runes, shocking Rowan’s mind and drawing him into a state of profound enlightennt and introspection.
His eyes closed, and he seed to fall into a deep slumber. In front of him, the six runes were rapidly fusing into one.
A hundred thousand years later, Rowan’s eyes opened, prompted by the Primordial Record as a single na flashed in front of him.
Realm-Butcher’s Onslaught
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