The sensation was new, as he had never once “sensed” danger before. He allocated this ability to reaching the Incarnation State of the Avatar of Eve bloodline, or the incoming threat was so powerful he could sense it all the way from here.
Rowan could detect them far inside the void, approaching him at ridiculous speeds. He barely had an hour before they reached Jarkarr, going by the rate of destruction of Erohim Divine kingdom and the time his Serpents would need to devour what he needed, then he needed at least two hours to do so.
He frowned as he tried to refine these new senses, so he could read what was coming, he could not glean much, only there were dozens of them, perhaps up to fifty, and at first, he thought they might be the reinforcement from the Empire, but the sensation he received from them was wrong, it was almost… primal.
The lesson from the last retaliation of Erohim taught him to hold back his greed, he did not need to battle these new foes, even if he was unable to reach the second Great Circle as he intended, he had harvested enough benefits to last him for a long time, he should take what he has and leave. ．𝗻𝐞𝘁
This world was dying anyway, and he would collect the seed, but not before he cleared out some trash.
Speaking of trash… His attention focused on the consciousness he was using to monitor the third continent.
He had left the teleportation portal on the third continent, Krakow alone, due to the fact that he wanted to funnel any of the Empire retaliation into the jaws of the Dragon. The Angel he had sent to the third continent was strictly for the purpose of surveillance. He had hoped to use the arms of the Empire to kill the Dragon, but their responses were too late.
The Angel would monitor the actions of the Dragon after it infiltrated the city and keep him updated with its activities. And as it would turn out, the Dragon was not to be underestimated, it had found out about the destruction of the Teleportation Portals in the other two cities, and responded quickly by destroying it own. Before it vanished into the shadows.
At this moment, Rowan now had twelve pillars of consciousness, and he was able to properly scrutinize the actions of the Dragon, and he discovered something interesting, as with every action it made firmed the hypothesis in his mind.
This Dragon did not only have his bloodline, but it also had a Pathway!
It was not just following whatever direction of power that normal beast used, and not only that, the Dragon Pathway was one from the bloodline he had discarded when he selected his Empyrean Bloodlines.
Scion of Darkness.
Rowan had wondered where his discarded bloodline went to after he selected his Empyrean bloodline, after all, he had the potential of becoming a Scion of Darkness and the Scion of Light inside his blood, which he came to understand came from the body of the prince, while his other consciousness was the one to bring his empyrean bloodline over.
If the Dragon could inherit this discarded bloodline, then that meant he had it inside of him, but it was suppressed, yet he knew there was no way his body would ever coexist with a lesser bloodline, then how did it happen?
He reviewed all the events that happened to him while inside the Nexus, and he could only spot the moment where he cut off the finger bone of his hand before his body was changed to that of an Empyrean while inside his shell, the reason he mass that decision then was because he wanted something of his past life left behind.
What happened to that finger bone?
He had a perfect recollection of the position he kept the finger bone until he became afflicted with the curse of the Flesh of Madness, and he had thought the finger bone should have been inside the arm he sacrificed to escape from Lamia, but clearly he was mistaken or part of the finger bone still survived and entered the body of the Dragon.
Similar to the shadow that covered Lamia after he freed her, the Dragon was also covered by a comparable shadow, but the most interesting aspect by far was the Empyrean bloodline he detected inside the body of the Dragon.
This Dragon had somehow been able to hold both the Scion of Darkness bloodline and also a nascent form of an Empyrean bloodline, this detail alone made the value of the Dragon fall in his sight.
In comparison to his own it Empyrean blood was hilariously weak, and almost felt severely incomplete, but Rowan sensed in time it would become complete, and at that time it would discard the Scion of Darkness bloodline because if it fails it would never become an Empyrean.
No other being had the Primordial Record that would allow them to upgrade and utilize all the features of their bloodline in a perfect manner.
The Dragon had left the city after destroying the teleportation portal, which was lucky for it because it was Rowan’s next target. Yet, Rowan knew it had not gotten far, it was not from any senses he had but just his intuition.
The city of Krakow suddenly vibrated, and under Rowan’s fascinated gaze, a mountain was forcefully thrown out of it, the mountain roared in anger before slamming into the ground hundreds of miles away.
The mountain was bleeding blood resembling black ink and shadows, On its back were two great wounds which should be where its wings were located, it had been forcefully torn off.
The mountain shook itself away from the shattered earth, revealing itself to be Vraegar, and its state was bad with injuries covering its entire body. It took a single step and then staggered and fell to its knees, as blood poured down from large holes all over its body.