The Primordial Record

Rowan nearly slapped himself out of frustration for the opportunity he had been missing all these while that was right in his face.

He blamed his inexperience for this oversight, but as the Ancient library had filled in so many blank spots in his worldview, he could begin making the most out of his experiences.

The only reason this Aether could bring out such an effect from this particular alloy was that the alloy could contain so much of his Primordial Aether without being destroyed.

In small quantities, there had been no changes, and these magnificent results were only born because he was able to push so much Primordial Aether into the Alloy, it was the same way for the Hollow Gold and Empyrean Adamant he made.

This made Rowan begin to wonder, what would be the changes in his body if he began to imbibe his Aether?

This thought had never occurred to him before, and it was because of the information he gleaned from that book from the Angelic wars that made him aware of this new sphere of power and its applications.

His Aether had always seemed more like a tool for him, an alternative source of power because his physique was already powerful, he did not think he might need any sort of boost to it, and consuming his Aether had always seemed useless.

Yet he knew that outside the universe, any great tool would hold an unfathomable amount of Aether, and for someone like him whose body was closer to that of an Empyrean Metal than flesh and blood, what changes would it bring to him?

In small quantities there would not be enough changes, but what if he did not just take in a few gallons of his Aether, what if he did a million gallons or even a billion?

He did not spend any longer deliberating on this matter and immediately began drinking the clear stream of water that seemed to be filled with countless stars.

Except for the mind-numbing orgasmic pleasure he felt from drinking it, there were no other changes, yet he now understood that he would need large volumes of it in order for any change that may occur to happen, and he placed this project on a long-term basis.

Rowan would be drinking millions of gallons of this Aether he was now calling Primordial Ambrosia, and his hope was that he would be seeing the effect in a few months or a few years down the line.

The results from his experiments with the Alloys and the armor were stunning, but it was not his true intention to create these Alloys; however, it was for something quite different. Rowan would be making a Universe Killer!

This was a weapon that was claimed to be available only to the greatest of powers in the many universes, and even a Supreme World would find it difficult to produce a weapon like this, that represented the ultimate power there could ever be.

Every Major Power outside the universe knew of this weapon, but knowing about it did not mean you could build it.

Digesting the information inside that Golden book showed him various outlandish weapons used by both sides, he saw the drawbacks and the flaws of each of them and he evaluated the best weapon he could use in his battles in the future and a single one kept entering his head.

Apollyon — The Destroyer.

It was a simple name, and it did not need any further elaboration, for it was ranked to be one of the most powerful forces that had ever been created since the beginning of time.

It was a battle fortress that had several levels. The first level was the size of a massive solar system that had hundreds of worlds, the second was the size of a thousand Major Worlds, the third level was the size of a Galaxy, the fourth level was the size of multiple Galaxies, and the fifth level was the size of a universe!

There were rumors that the Apollyon could be built up to the theoretical Ninth level, which should be as massive as multiple universes, but for now, there were no signs of such a thing being possible.

The thought of owning something of this size made Rowan void hearts shake, for the power these things contained and could unleash would make a god seem like a petulant child holding a stick.

Apollyon at the first level could contain hundreds of millions of Angels of great ranks, and it held more than a thousand types of weapon systems that could unleash every power imaginable.

The Destroyer could kill anything.

Rowan wanted to own such a weapon.

At the Third Level, Apollyon was a super weapon that was able to raze an entire universe to dust given enough time, and it was one of the most terrible weapons in the arsenal of the Angelic hosts.

As a battle fortress when it began to move, it would bring despair to all who witnessed it. The light from Apollyon by those who experienced it was the greatest sight in all the universes.

It was the weapon that gave the Celestials, the faction from which Angels were born, an unshakable advantage in the greatest of stages. Of course that was a long time ago, the Era where this weapon reigned supreme had changed.

Rowan immediately knew that this was what he wanted to build. Nothing else would carry his will through this universe or outside of it better than this Battle Fortress.

This decision was quite easy to make because only the blueprint for Apolloyon took more than 85% of the data inside the Golden Book. It was as if the presence of this Battle Fortress was so powerful that everything it came in contact with would be corrupted by its Aura.

This was why Rowan wanted this information so much that he would risk everything for it.

The 'Golden book' he read was the last remnant of the Apollyon, this Battle Fortress was destroyed in that devastating war and it was unknown if it had ever been rebuilt again.

What Rowan found particularly interesting was that even if the first level of this Battle Fortress was the size of a large solar system, that was just the recommended Average size of an Apollyon, if someone was powerful enough they could make it bigger.