The Primordial Record

Chapter 941  Freak

Rowan observed that the teleportation, if that was what just transpired, was quick, it felt more like stepping from one room to another and that was what struck Rowan as odd, he knew he had crossed an incredibly great distance that should measure hundreds of universes in width, but it was almost as if to this portal, all the space in the Land of Miracle were one.

This should be a unique trait of a higher dimension where space, no matter how vast in length could be reached at any moment. It was similar to how a two-dimensional being would have to move across from point A to B but a three-dimensional being could see both points at the same time and reach across both points with no issues whatsoever. This portal must be using the same trait.

What this meant for Rowan was that in the Land of Miracles, except he placed certain powerful restrictions around his location, then distance was not a factor, if anyone knew his location, with these portals they would be able to reach him instantaneously, perhaps they might not even need the portals if they were Will Holders at the fifth-dimensional level.

Rowan had no more chance to deliberate on this oddness when he found himself a few thousand feet in the air and then his body was slammed into the ground by a force that was beyond imagination.

His eyes widened in shock and he slowed his perception to a crawl, it was as if time had stood still, he felt the earth begin to release loud groans that could be heard for millions of miles and in that instant he came to an awful realization, catching the last hint of the portal energy that was about to disappear overhead, Rowan seized it and was teleported back to the Outpost.

Rowan appeared on the floor, his appearance was in disarray, and he chuckled to himself for a moment before standing to his feet and slowly making his way out of the outpost, he left a message behind for the guardians that he would be back, and then he returned to the Frozen Waste.

He made no sign but he detected that the jugs of wine he had left behind were gone. Odd, when he left the guardians they had returned to their titans, perhaps they had a self-cleaning puppet inside this cottage, but this observation was not crucial to him at this moment, so he left it to be handled by one of his smaller consciousness pillars as he proceeded to leave the Eldar outpost.

The two guardians hailed him and bid him a safe departure, although they tried to hide the laughter in their hearts. When they had not detected his protector leaving with him, they had guessed something like this might happen.

There were reasons why it was impossible for a mortal to roam around in the Land of Miracle without staying in an enclave or with the constant protection of a higher power.

The weight of a higher dimension would crush them to nothingness, just as it tore their souls to shreds, a mortal soul could not comprehend existing in a fourth dimension, only an Immortal soul that had been touched by higher forces like Intent or Will could exist here.

A Sanctified Scion's bloodline was so powerful that they might live in a higher dimension without the fear of death, but they would certainly not be comfortable. This Scion seemed not to like the prospect of his soul straining at the edges of dissolution.

Both of them thought that the protector of this Scion might have wanted to teach him a lesson, so he was not protected when he entered the Land of Miracles. Nevertheless, they knew the power of Sanctified Scions, and they understood that it would not be difficult for them to reverse the problem, this was a matter beyond their level, and they settled to their duties as guards, but their minds were not far from the divine wine inside their storage treasure, and the nearly unbearable itch to drink from it.

Mitral vowed to take only a drop and leave the rest to his descendants who might have the slimmest of chances of ascending to a higher dimensional state and a powerful soul was needed for such a thing to be possible.

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Rowan returned to the Frozen Waste, and if he knew of the thoughts in the minds of the guardian duo, he would be shaking his head in frustration. Contrary to their thinking, he was not about to be crushed under the weight of the higher dimension, in fact, it was nearly the opposite. His body was about to pierce its way through the dimension!

The moment Rowan entered into the land of miracles, he could immediately feel an attraction between his dimension and this higher dimension that acted as a sort of magnet to his body, filling him with uncontrollable bursts of higher dimensional energies, and in an instant, his weight multiplied by a factor of thousands, and even with all his strength, he could not support such a weight.

In a moment he was about to be driven deep into the earth where his perception had quickly penetrated and he learned that if he entered into the ground, he would not be leaving it.

The attractive force on his body would be multiplied every million miles he penetrated the earth as the deeper into the ground he traveled the more higher dimensional energy would be poured into his body, and that means in less than a few minutes, Rowan's dimension would become so heavy it would be millions of times heavier than he could carry and this weight would not be decreasing.

 As a last-ditch effort, he had spread his telekinesis for millions of miles to absorb and spread out his weight, that action was what had led to the earth groaning and he had discovered that his weight would have to be spread out for trillions of miles to make any meaningful differences, so he quickly gave up before his efforts could lead to a stupendous amount of destruction as his weight would crush everything for millions of miles.

This would lead to a situation where instead of him leaving a small body-shaped hole in the earth, he would have left a hole millions of miles in diameter that would lead to the unknown depths of this dimension, and Rowan took the rational path and teleported away.

He never knew his dimensional flesh would react to a higher dimension in this manner. There must be a vast amount of power fleeing inside a higher dimension, especially a dimension that was linked to a Primordial, and he had been connected to that power the moment he stepped foot on the Land of Miracles.

The problem was that he could not isolate this power away from his body, because it was connecting to him in a manner he could not yet control, which was across time.

Rowan grunted in frustration and closed his eyes in thought, brainstorming the methods he could use to pierce through this barrier.

The itch he was feeling increased and Rowan's eyes snapped open, a few feet away from him was a giant, an old man with long fleeing white hair and a beard with the body of a Greek god. "You will need to plant a seed in the Nothingness to survive up there."

Rowan blinked, "Excuse me?"

The old man rolled his eyes, "You are a freak are you not? Possessing a Third-dimensional level Will, I am giving you the answer to the problem that ails you. To exist in a higher dimension, you will need to plant yourself in the Nothingness…. Freak."

A sharp voice called out, "Father!"

"What! Only Old Ones freak me out, I'm complimenting the boy."