The ability of this Guardsman was simple, yet it possessed astonishing utility. 𝘦𝘯.𝘰𝘳𝘨
A normal application of this Incarnation creates a defensive perimeter around the user that could cover a range of fifty meters, it could perfectly defend against attack of the same grade with an added function of absorbing the energies from the attack and buffing the defense with up to four times its defensive strength.
Also, the smaller the range of the perimeter shielded, the higher its defense up to double its defensive properties. Suriel also understood that destroying the Incarnation would lead to a drastically enhanced defensive power but for a brief period of time, and he only needed a few seconds to complete the energy transfer, it should buy him enough time.
His armored body flashed a dull blue, about to release the Incarnation, he detonated all the flames he had buried all over the ship.
The blast went out in a concentric wave that was brutal in its sheer efficiency and control, as calling it a blast would be a mistake, it should be called a Precise Coordinated Explosion, PCE! Because the flames did not mushroom out but were directed like a scalpel, as all the force and heat from the blast was siphoned in a single line using the metallic ability of the Guardsman.
The flames sliced through the Battleship like lasers tearing hundreds of holes through it, the arrangement of the traps he set behind made the explosion trigger in a grid like pattern, and the Battleship that was ten thousand feet long was sliced apart into chunks, before the fuel compartment in the engine room exploded and for a single second, the Ship was consumed by flames as hot as the sun.
The lasers only missed a single position on the ship, which was his quarters, and then he created the shielding over it using his Incarnation.
The explosion brightened that corner of space for the next five seconds, alerting the other Empire Battleships, and Dominators began to scramble from the ships towards the commotion as everyone instantly entered a state of battle.
The detonation was not powerful enough to kill any of the Dominators present in the ship but it would disorient them, reducing their response time, thereby giving him every valuable second.
It worked.
For the entire fifteen seconds needed for the transfer, he was not disturbed and as the orb lit up, he moved his essence into it and with a bright flash of light it vanished, taking Suriel’s essence and the item with it.
Eighteen seconds later, the cube containing the Volgim Guardsman was found shining with a bluish color. It was a testament to the defensive strength of the Volgim Guardsman Incarnation that it took fifty Second Circle Dominators to tear through the cube, but the only thing left was the partially melted armor of the Guardsman.
Suriel had used every single energy and essence in his body and Territory to activate the teleportation device, and there was nothing left behind but scraps.
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Even though Rowan would be able to comprehend every single thing that happened while he slept when he awoke, Eva now had a habit of keeping a diary, where every single year she would update it with all the information she had gathered and the progress of the task Rowan had given to her.
This was the first year after his slumber, and she sat beside him, it was time to write down her report.
His body was now fifty feet tall and the pressure coming out from him was startling, and even without any breeze in the hall, a phantom wind was blowing all around it, generated from his ever-growing body.
Eva knew it was not wind but Aether. When she discovered Rowan’s body was drawing in a massive amount of Aether from space, she was surprised because although the Aether he drew in was abundant, it was no match for the Purple Black Aether he had, but then she saw he was not consuming the Aether but the countless minor essence they carried.
Each grain of Aether carried a minuscule amount of essence, that it would take millions of them to even be barely of any use to Rowan, but in vast amounts, it might make a difference.
This led to the first major undertaking that Eva started. Around his growing body was a dense script, she had used most of the treasures gathered from Jarkarr to construct. It was the largest Spell Matrix she could construct at this time, she simply created a Spell Formation without any Focus.
Eva left it in a half-completed state, this led to the Spell Matrix to just continue drawing in energy, but there was no direction or Focus, as it was referred to in Spell Craft to act upon. Normally such a situation would lead to the Formation being destabilized and eradicated because of excessive energy buildup, but Rowan was endless well as he devoured every single drop of Aether.
Every single material she could spare was devoted to increasing the Spell Matrix, and she could see the effect on the faster growth of Rowan’s body.
The second undertaking that took the most of her time was the forging of the Tome of Spells.
She had access to all of his Spatial Storage and after going through all the contents, Eva had forged twelve heavy tomes from the scales of the Ouroboros Serpents, these creatures were marvels and their discarded scales after each evolution was a treasure that was unexpectedly perfect for forging a Tome.
She did not know how long she had to search for such perfect materials and unexpectedly she found them in the discarded shells of the dreadful serpents.
Eva had used every single scale to forge multiple Tomes, and although they were a spectacle of esoteric craftsmanship, she was not too satisfied due to the fact she could not infuse them with as much Aether as she desired, making them unfinished products.
Rowan’s slumber had reduced the amount of Aether she could have access to, which in this case was just three grains, and this was only recently for that matter, at the beginning she could barely access half a grain of purple black Aether, but as time went by and Rowan grew larger, it would seem like the digestion of Erohim Soul was getting faster, and his limits was increasing making it possible for Eva to access more of the excess Aether he must be producing.
