The funny thing here was that before entering this hidden space which was now rapidly beginning to shrink, Rowan had no idea that the Chaos Door would be here or his arrangement with him, but just as it happened with the unexpected return of his soul, he had been fed a quick burst of information about what the Chaos entity was, but the information was bare-boned and Rowan had to play a lot of thing by the ear.
This meant his hypotheses about his previous plans were correct. There were many missing pieces in his memories, and certain events, even his deaths in this world which might appear to be very shocking, but ultimately he was still in control.
His past self was playing a dangerous game across time, and he was depending on the ingenuity of his future self to push their plans to fruition. Looking back now it was so simple if he thought about it for long enough, the name of the Sixth dimension was Memory/Mind.
Rowan had learned about Spirit Emanations from Old Man Seed, but that was not all there was to the higher dimension, was it possible that those at the Sixth dimensional level or higher could read minds? Or could they access memories in a manner that was yet unknown?
If that were the case then none of Rowan's plans would ever work. Was it the reason there was a big blank in his memories after the events in the universe? Perhaps he had learned about the higher dimensional powers before he left the universe of his birth, and had then decided to play a dangerous game across time, destroying portions of his memories and leaving himself vulnerable, knowing that somehow he would be able to figure out the truth sometimes in the future.
To play the games of conquest and power against higher dimensional forces, Rowan knew he had to take crazy risks, and there was a great possibility that he would lose, but he had no choice, if he did not maim himself, he would have no chance. The true face of reality was not for the weak of the heart.
This ripple traveled at the speed of light and before long it encircled the entire planet. This ripple was Rowan's breath and it touched every single calamity beast that had become corrupted by his bloodline and he called them all to him. The sky above him looked normal for a moment before it exploded and from above came a deluge of snakes. Rowan disregarded his small form and began to grow, and in a short while he was fifty thousand feet tall and into his opened mouth the snakes poured in.
This scene was something that could drive a mortal mind to the brink of madness, a green giant whose head could touch the clouds stood with mouth wide open as millions upon millions of snakes rushed into it, and it was all accompanied by a wheezing sound like a mistuned harp.
Rowan's chest lit up with a red glow as he burned millions of serpents in his chest, using their Calamity energy as fuel to separate his bloodline power from their bodies. This process was very efficient and he utilized every single strand of Calamity Aura in their bodies not letting a single one corrupt his body.
In his right hand, an orb of gold with scales beginning to grow that rippled with dense bloodline power, and before long a second orb appeared beside the first and this continued until there were seven orbs hovering above his massive right hand, and Rowan closed his mouth with a snap as black smoke poured out of the side of his lips.
Every Calamity on the continent was dead, billions of them spread across the entire continent had entered into his mouths and he had finished collecting his bloodline from their bodies.
However, his work was not over, if he allowed it, the new calamities that would soon be born on the continent would still collect a trace of his bloodline from the earth. He needed to solve the problem at the root.
Rowan sent the seven orbs into the air and he began to weave. Integrating the runic knowledge of this world and his personal understanding of his bloodline, he began to synchronize the seven bloodline orbs to the entire continent and his children below.
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