Chapter 522: Pillars of Ice and Blood

Rowan thought for a short while about the question this entity asked him before replying, "As far as I can tell, there is no one else like me in all of creation."

The Narghal Tyrant smiled a toothy grin revealing its black and sharp fangs, "In my Era, for me to become the only Narghal Tyrant in existence I butchered all of my kin until there was none left. My Berserker Technique was born from that day of unrelenting slaughter."

He looked to the heavens above and the ocean of blood beneath his feet, filled to the brim with bodies, his eyes became filled with mania, and his voice grew increasingly louder as he continued speaking,