The Primordial Record

Chapter 911 Make It A Challenge

The Demon King gasped in pain, and a blue halo surrounded his body as he began calling upon the power of his Will, he was going to freeze the entire bridge and break this mortal into tiny bits of icy shavings.

However, Rowan did not stop moving, his left foot flicked up the sharp spider limb of Minerva that he had sliced off into the air, and as it was rising, Rowan’s fists were busy.

He feinted high but he went low, moving so fast his afterimage that remained in the air was still lifelike, the Winter King swinging in the direction he expected Rowan to be in with a massive blast of Will roared in frustration as he missed the blow and froze Rowan’s afterimage and a large portion of the Twilight bridge for hundreds of miles.

Rowan punished him for that wrong move with a hundred-punch combo to his torso.

His attacks were heavy and accurate, pushing all the might of his unreasonable strength, agility, and Constitution into his blows, thereby creating dozens of cracks in the nearly invulnerable skin of the Demon King that spread throughout his body like spider webs and bled rays of frozen light.

The Winter King roared in pain and from his mouth a heavy blast of his Will of frost erupted that would have frozen Rowan in place like it still did Envy, but Rowan had already retreated and as he was moving backward, he caught the falling spider leg, and he threw it.

The barest instance between when the spider’s limb of Minerva touched his fingers and when he threw it, Rowan engraved millions of spell formations from his Angelic roots—Flames of Penalty, the Celestial flames created to kill demons, and against a foe like the Winter King, he was extremely vulnerable towards it. It was a good thing that the Demon King had chosen to attack first, giving him the opportunity to have a few moments alone with him.

The black limb turned a heavy shade of red that glowed like lava and moved so fast it seemed to vanish before impaling the Winter King through the heart, the Winter King roared in shock and pain and was about to drag out the limb from his chest, and then it unexpectedly flashed and exploded as a pillar of red flames that rose to the heavens erupted from inside his body as the flames of Penalty was unleashed inside the heart of the Winter King and spread through every single part of his body. 𝗳re𝘄𝐞b𝗼ve𝚕.co𝗺

Part of the formation engraved on the limb of Minerva was a formation of seeking. Rowan had analyzed the internal makeup of the Winter King from the limb that he had sliced off the demon and knew how its internals were ordered, so he made sure that the flames of penalty were channeled to every important organ in the body of the demon.

In a normal situation, such a tactic was useless as no matter how grievous the wounds he inflicted on a Demon King, they could shrug it off and heal in a moment, but on this bridge, everyone was mortal, and attacking weak points… hurts, a lot.

The cries of anguish from the Winter King shook the entire bridge and caused the pillar of red flames to waver, but it still burned strong. The pillar of flames outside that stretched to the heavens was only a small part of the flames tearing the Demon King apart, a greater portion was inside his body.

Envy had finished breaking out from her frozen status after cooperating with Pride to shatter the frozen space holding them bound and quickly zoomed into Rowan’s hand, who had already arrived a few feet before the screaming Demon King for the finishing blow.

He leaped into the air, positioning his Axe to cut the Demon King in two, and then he suddenly threw the Axe towards the pillar of flames and brought both of his palms together to catch a sword, stopping it an inch from his forehead, his legs slamming onto the bridge as he braced his entire body to hold back the sword that carried the Will of Rending.

With his bare palms, Rowan held this sword and it slowly pushed towards his forehead, millimeter by millimeter as harsh smoke and sparks erupted between his palm and the sword. A fraction of a moment passed and something seemed to change and Rowan grinned and began pushing the sword back.

The sword holder who was Golgoth growled in annoyance and he wrenched his blade away from Rowan’s grip and slammed him with a word of power that erupted from his tentacled face that he had suddenly revealed which threw Rowan back for thousands of feet.

Webs of power from the word surrounded him and Rowan tore them off from his body in distaste, the sensation of the webs felt almost the same as when Golgoth was devouring his consciousness.

When he was free, the situation had returned to the way it was before the fight started, but there was a change. The Winter King was down on his knees, his mouth opened in a silent scream as steam and blue light spewed from his mouth.

He resembled a half-melted man made from blue ice, his body had nearly been torn into two places as Envy that Rowan had thrown before he was attacked by Golgoth had sliced from his shoulders down to his waist. The Demon King who was being tortured by the Flames of Penalty was too distracted to notice the Axe until it was too late and he had paid the price.

The insides of his body were filled with bubbling lava that dripped from every orifice in his body. The Demon King gave a final shudder before he perished, even his Will could not fight against this level of injury that came so fast he could not react properly against it. It was worthy to note that this entire battle took place within less than a hundredths of a second.

Rowan opened his palms and Envy zoomed towards him, on the head of the blade of the sluggishly beating heart of the Demon King.

Rowan pulled it off the blade, the heart making a weird sucking sound as it was pulled off Envy and he held it to his head as six serpentine heads rushed forward from their still position and began biting and devouring the heart, in a moment it was all gone and they purred in pleasure before returning to their previous configuration.

Rowan pointed his weapon to the Will Holders, “Let’s do that one more time. This time, make it more of a challenge.”

“You…” Golgoth growled and sped towards Rowan as he released dozens of Words of Power that slowed him down and wrapped him in a weird web of flesh, but they did not hold Rowan for long, dripping down his body as he was already immune to it.

The God King was already close and he swung his greatsword, Gaping Undoer, Rowan retreated just enough that it missed his throat by a hair breath, and he threw a punch with his left hand that rocked Golgoth to the right where the blade of Envy was waiting and it took off Golgoth’s right leg just above the knees.

The God King fell forward with a cry and Rowan’s knee was waiting for his face. His helmet was shattered to pieces and his body arched backward, giving Rowan prime real estate to assault his chest and torso, raising Envy he swung down.

“Third!” Golgoth screamed in despair.