The Primordial Record

Chapter 92 Eyes Wide Shut (2)

The Control Hub must be beyond three thousand feet across, to use only Davross for the walls spoke to Rowan about the length these people had made in creating this place

This would require resources from an entire Noble family, and not just any minor families, from the big seven themselves.

Nevertheless, regardless of what they built here, he would gladly destroy it. Rowan set his feet and braced himself, he lifted Envy with both hands and breathed deeply.

The hum from Envy increased until the vibration passed through his body to the metal below, making it ring out like a bell placed underwater.

He stamped his feet, and he made a dent in the metal, and he swung the Axe downward

” Boom!!!”

Like a meteor, the Great Axe impacted on the metal below. Envy sliced through a foot of metal, while the vibrational energy left a circular crater more than two feet deep and fifteen across.

Amazingly, he had not managed to cut through the metal, but the second blow with the weapon allowed him to understand more of its capabilities, and using his experience wielding the previous green flame, he knew he had to wrap the vibrational energy around the weapon, so it does not disperse, thereby increasing its lethality in a smaller region.

He did not need to destroy the metal fifteen feet across and only dig two feet deep, when he could make a smaller opening of five feet and tear his way through at once.

But Rowan knew it was not an easy thing to accomplish, his Constitution and Strength was what made it capable for him to even use the weapon, talkless of expertly wielding it.

Envy hummed in displeasure. The weapon had a temper and disliked being blocked by a hunk of metal, it was also, not surprisingly, annoyed at Rowan’s incapability of effectively utilizing it.

Jeez, tough crowd eeh.

On the next blow, Rowan managed to reduce the width of the vibrational energy to fourteen feet, and that was because he had previous experience working with energy from the Axe.

But this blow finally destroyed the remaining metal, and he had an opening into the facility. Around the edge of the circular opening were thin strips of metal shavings.

Rowan picked up a thin strip of the metal, and attempted to bend it, curious about a metal that could block multiple blows from Envy.

He balanced the metal at the center of his palm, placing his thumb at the edge, and he pressed. The metal only made a slight creak but it did not even bend under the pressure. 𝙫．

Davross was hard, but not this hard. Clearly this was an alloy. There must be other metal smelted alongside it, that did not diminish the properties of Davross, but enhanced it instead. Rowan dismissed his musing and focused on the bluish glow emanating from the hole he made.

Rowan looked through the opening, but could only spot walls that shone with a bluish glimmer. He let himself inside the hole slowly. His sight sweeping through the room below, holding himself up by his fingertips, he looked down.

The floor was at least twenty feet below, a harmless drop for him, and from what he could see, there were countless thick cables crisscrossing the floor. The room was empty, and he spotted a doorway at the end.

Having felt he had viewed enough, he let go and dropped the twenty feet like a stone. His knees didn’t bend even a little, as he absorbed the momentum from the fall, and he looked around.

He found himself in a metallic room, the walls of the room appeared to be exuding light, and there was a circular opening at the end of the room that led to another similar room. The ground was uneven because of the thick cables that ran through the floor.

Rowan bent down and tried picking one of the cables, it was very heavy, and he felt a slight vibration running through the cable. It almost felt like electricity was flowing through it.

Rowan tried squeezing the cable, it gave a little, but it was still pretty compact. He was tempted to cut the cable and see what was inside, but he would rather not hamper any operation that was taking place, and cause unnecessary problems that would delay his search for the other end of the Sigil.

There were three strands of Sigils bounding the Primordial Record, and of the three, only one led into this facility, the other two disappeared into the horizon into unknown locations.

Taking in a long breath, he smelled the air and almost sneezed. He was amazed that, with his Constitution, he had assumed that he long disregarded that particular frailty of the flesh.

The air had a thick musky smell, which was overshadowed by a strong smell of decay and rot. The air appeared clear, but it felt suffocating. He guessed he should have broken into a sealed facility.

He saw that the Sigil strand penetrated below the ground, but it was slanted to the side, meaning it was not directly below him, coincidentally the doorway in front of him corresponds with the direction of the Sigil.

Furthermore, he expected to be swarmed with enemies, for he made a lot of commotion when he burst through the roof, but this place seemed like it was a graveyard, and the smell did not help matters.

There was a weight behind the silence of this place that was haunting, as Rowan was so far below the ground that looking through the opening he made, he could only see a tiny hint of light.

Pushing through the gloom of this place, Rowan stepped through the circular doorway, his footsteps making a soft tapping sound on the metallic floors. This room should be the exact replica of the previous one if not for the slight protrusions on the floor. There were three such bumps on the floor.

Rowan came closer and peered at the protrusions from the floor, they compared to a series of metal bars with different heights welded seamlessly together. They resembled black spikes that had been meshed, creating a sort of bizarre port?

Rowan saw that the cables that ran throughout the ground were linked to those protrusions. Rowan’s curiosity was beginning to slowly tick upwards, he gingerly extended his hand to touch the metal bars.

He felt a cool tingle enter his arm, and Rowan knew what he was sensing was electricity. “So these were really electrified cables.” he muttered to himself. For him to feel a tingle in his body, despite the robustness of his Constitution, meant they must have been pumping out an impressive amount of charge.

There was still another doorway ahead, and he stood up, the blue lights from the wall were enough lighting for him to see clearly, as his Spatial Sight was still sluggish in penetrating the walls and even using it inside this facility was strenuous.

There was most likely a dampening device inside this place that restricted spatial and energy transference to an astonishing degree.

The rooms were not wide, but their length was impressive, almost a hundred feet lengthwise, and as Rowan reached the next door, he was aware that he must be heading towards the lake.

Another observation was that the floor was slightly descending. It was not obvious, but Rowan had a great sense of balance, and he had felt the slight downward tilt of elevation as he walked across the room.

The facility was extending deeper into the ground! Rowan walked across a series of identical rooms until he reached this particular room that added something new.

All these while there had been minor details that were rubbing Rowan in a familiar manner, it was the way the room was separated, the exact spacing in between the protrusions on the floor and a growing suspicion when he saw slight scratches near the ports. What he saw now, cemented that picture in his mind.

This facility was an exact replica of his Alchemy Laboratory.