596 Daring Plan
The Tesseract was the domain of the 5th Dimension, and it was the merger between space and time, this gave Rowan the final piece of the puzzle when he viewed that monster from outside the universe.
He had traded with a powerful being during the brief period he was outside the universe and that monster had a distinct appearance and power that Rowan had found incredibly fascinating, its soul and flesh had been perfectly combined together.
It did not take long for Rowan to comprehend how profound such a state was.
A soul was almost impossible to observe, existing in such a weird and hidden state that most gods would not even understand the fabrics of their soul until they were maybe at the God-king Level, and even then it was still very debatable.
A perfect merger of the body and soul signified a being was in a far higher dimension which to the layman was a fifth Dimension, and the challenge for building this Core was to find a material that could bridge the gap between the first dimension to the fourth Dimension, as this was the basis for the production of the Core.
Yet since Rowan had seen such a higher form of life and he was rapidly becoming one, he had become fascinated with a much higher Dimension for the creation of his Core, and even though he had the blueprint for Apollyon, it did not mean it could not be improved on, and he wanted to build the Core of his Destroyer out of matter that could stretch between the first and the fifth Dimension while still leaving a gap to grow.
The Destroyer he wanted to create was no longer the conventional Destroyer used by the Celestials in those ancient times but something different.
When Sheol entered the Third Supreme Circle he was able to glimpse the direction of that project, and in addition to all the Treasures he had unearthed and gained from the creature he encountered outside the universe, he was able to draw up a plan using Knowledge Well, and the path of his Destroyer had changed in quite a fascinating manner.
It was becoming more and more like a concept than a real weapon, and this gave it the capability of carrying some special abilities that a Destroyer had no right to have.
The little fellow born from the Lost Flame pointed to the space below their feet and a flaming whirlpool appeared that sucked Rowan and Eva and Teleported them to the center of the Forge. Rowan had begun calling this consciousness born from the Lost Flame an unimaginative name—Lost.
Lost was a fascinating creature that Rowan no longer regretted destroying as he had been a source of endless surprise for him, and as Rowan had taken this Omnipotent Technique to the Transcendent Grade in this short eight months, the powers of Lost had grown to such a level it became one of the most powerful weapons in his Arsenal, and Rowan could even argue that Lost was nearly as important as his other greater abilities, like his World Engine, his Chambers (Knowledge Well, Hollow Forge, and Astrolabe) or his Primordial Sea of Darkness.
The Arcane patterns that had been drawn on Space–time to create a stable Tesseract for Rowan's Destroyer Core was only possible using the flames of Lost.
With this flame, he could effortlessly bridge space time, because in order to create a Core that was worthy of Rowan's ambition whilst inside the universe he had to work simultaneously in the past, present, and future.
Rowan was not powerful enough to reach into those locations in the fifth Dimension but with the Arcane Runes, he would be able to directly transport the materials he needed for this to occur.
He spent the next three months going through every single inch of Arcane Runes here. A month back he had turned sixteen but he barely acknowledged that change, all of his focus was buried inside the Runes until he was satisfied.
Every single day the amount of resources needed to power the Runes was mind-boggling, Rowan basically had to be stripping a dozen worlds dry every day to keep these Runes in operation and if he did not have such a dedicated workforce like his Angels scouring an entire corner of the universe for the resources needed, no one would have been able to sustain such a drain.
Because his needs were so specific, and the planets that could fulfill his needs were so rare, he dramatically increased the number of Angelic Hosts he controlled, and currently, Rowan's Angelic Host was at a hundred thousand.
This was the first level, as he determined that after the successful creation of the Core, the next levels of Angel would be at one million!
A hundred thousand Angels were enough to ensure everything he needed was delivered in excess, and now that he was satisfied that every single micro component of this Rune was in perfect condition, he sighed aloud and began to clear his mind.
What came next was a gamble, and even though he knew it would not kill him, it was going to hurt.
Rowan was not afraid of pain, but the pain that he was expecting from what he was about to do would be ridiculous, far greater than when he tore himself open in order to feed the creature from outside the universe.
Rowan called out to the two fellows beside him who had not left his side throughout the three months he was rigorously inspecting the Arcane Runes,
"Eva, Summon all my hosts and your Scribes and Spell Weavers, if I lost control prepare for a battle while following all the Instructions I laid down. Lost, prepare yourself as you would be the final stroke that will break the camel's back… I'm depending on you. Do not fail me."
They both bowed deeply and the commotion around Rowan erupted into a feverish pitch as a hundred thousand Angels, with so many of them having four wings signifying that they were now Archangels and at the forefront, two terrifying figures with six wings—Sovereigns, began to arrange themselves around Rowan, their bodies were tensed, for if anything went wrong, then they would have to battle Rowan himself, their own creator.
If this happened, none of them would survive.
Powerful Formations began to surround Rowan as great weapons of power and spells that could devastate an entire galaxy were being primed and Rowan began to chain himself with the greatest metals he had been able to create.
His golden eyes were focused, and he opened his Primordial Record to check his progress before he began his daring plan.
