The Primordial Record

Chapter 827 Dreams And Expectations

Chapter 827 Dreams And Expectations

??Rowan was aware that at the higher levels of power, when one reaches the 5th Dimension or higher, then the past and the future are not unreachable, it is just a matter of power. How much of the present could be manipulated in the future?

This was not wild speculation, Rowan's previous self Romion had been planning his freedom a million years into the future with his bloodline that could manipulate luck and wishes, but he had always wondered if this could be done in reverse.

Rowan knew that the future might be a place that could be accessed in the higher dimensions of power and he was wary of whoever could be capable of such feats and was also interested in him.

Such problems were for the future, and dealing with the present was more important. He would only keep it in mind always, so he could spot the signs when he saw them.

As his two consciousnesses got closer to the last two vaults, the pattern he was developing became sharper in his mind and finally solidified to the extent that he could begin creating simulation models when he reached their vaults. They were indeed that complex, approaching and surpassing even the Forge he created.

The simple pattern he had glimpsed when traveling through the sea of destruction had unraveled into something truly wondrous.

This pattern came when he viewed the position of the vaults in a two-dimensional state while stacking each of the respective runes used in accessing each of them in the space between the vaults.

He stretched these Runes until their edges touched the vaults and kept them isolated in the space in between the vaults, after placing all the runes on top of each other, a profound pattern began to emerge. The next step was to fuse all these patterns so the true picture could be unraveled.

Since each of the Runes was three-dimensional and contained billions of unique spatial junctures inside each Rune, it increased the complexities of this process to an alarming degree when he tried to mesh them all together, while using the positioning of the vaults as a factor, therefore creating trillions of Simulation models as a base.

These calculations would take some time, but they should shed some light behind the mysteries of the Sea of Destruction, the vaults, and how it all linked to Trion and his father. It was important to note that if he had missed a single rune, then the calculation would become nearly impossible, as he would not be able to simulate what the missing part might contain.

This level of Rune crafting was far beyond what was available inside this universe and turned out to be one of the most difficult Rune he had ever come across. He doubted he would have been able to solve this in a short amount of time if not for the increase in his consciousness power.

This was in addition to the fact that he was also deriving the process of upgrading towards his Third Dimensional body at the same time, which was presently at 23 percent. He was inching towards completion and freeing up his entire consciousness power.

At that time, even this complicated simulation would be solved in less than a second before the might of his complete mind.

Leaving the simulations running, he delved into the final vaults of Kuranes and Volgim. He needed to crush these puppets and retrieve his entire consciousness power so he could unravel the secrets of Trion.

The Vault of Volgim was like a high-tech metallic tomb in the shape of a square. Everything was coated in a shiny silver metal that reminded him of Adamantite, Inlaid in the metal were strips of glowing blue light in the shape of circuitry that further emphasized the high-tech profile of the vault.

Precisely in the center of the vault was a large metallic altar that resembled a coffin, and lying on top of it with his eyes closed was Volgim. The glowing circuitry was all linked to this altar, causing it to blaze brightly like a star, and the body of Volgim resting on top of it resembled a robot.

Except for the face of Volgim which still had flesh like a mask placed on his skull, his entire body was made from metal. His brain was encased in a see-through mesh, and Rowan could see electricity flowing through it. If he concentrated on these electrical pulses he could almost read the dreams of the god.

It contained nothing but slaughter and a universe encased inside cold metal. A vast armada prowled through the void of space, preying on the universe and transforming it to suit the ultimate form of perfection that the god craved.

Rowan was not surprised that Volgim was insane.

His acts of kindness to the mortals had almost convinced Rowan that there might be something worth saving inside this abomination, but it was all an act. Volgim pursued the dominion of metal.

Volgim was the god that controlled the Pathway of Iron, and Dominators with his bloodline could control all forms of metals to an extent. The more talented a Dominator would be able to control harder metals like Davross and Adamantite, while the less talented may be stuck with brass, iron, or other lesser-

density metals.

They made for great blacksmiths and Runesmiths, as they claimed to be able to speak with the metals. Their god had taken it a step further and began merging with metals, and not just any random metals, but truly powerful metals that could be used in the creation of Proto-Source level treasures.

In the meantime, he would not be as strong as the gods who went directly for treasures, but the potential of this god was merely limitless.

Rowan was slowly beginning to understand the reason for allocating resources toward these gods by Golgoth. If he was not wrong, the God King was using the gods of Trion to farm for inspiration.

Each of them was unique, and their bloodlines gave them limitless potential. Such potential could not be wasted, and Golgoth was aware of this and he was using them ruthlessly.

Apart from its novelty factor, Rowan derived no knowledge from the kids that he wanted, like the bodies they were created from, their visions were perverse and rotten.

Entering the vault of the goddess whom he had given him her name, he was not surprised to see her lounging on a throne of fire looking directly at him with burning red eyes.

"You fool! I can see his plans, yet you are still blind to it!"

Rowan had not made himself totally invisible for another reason entirely, and there was no god of Trion who should have been able to detect his presence, and he quickly discovered that the goddess was not looking at him, but through him.

He was no longer entering the vaults through the door but the walls, and Kuranes had been watching the battle between Telmus and the God of War and she must now be noticing the subtle maneuvering of Telmus towards the capital.

Rowan's nearly invisible form drifted until he was behind the goddess and he placed his hands on her shoulders, as he fell deeply in thought, he slowly ran his hand through her long red hair.

'Too many coincidences happening at the same time. Did I play hands too quickly?'