Chương 541: Soul Origin

Rowan knew the total number of mortal creatures he had killed since his Transmigration, and that number did not bother him much, but during moments like now, he wondered if there would ever be a number that would break him.

Or perhaps instead of breaking him, they would become meaningless. A grim statistic in his ledger that was dripping red.

Unlike the Soul of Murrihm which he presently froze inside his primordial Sea of Darkness and was now being slowly consumed, the mortals were different, their soul was stable but lacked the strength of a god, and he did not really need to digest them.

Yet something was different about this soul harvest… something unexpected that his many consciousnesses struggled to find how he had been able to achieve this change.

Rowan's golden eyes went a bit pale as billions of screaming souls shrouded by an aura of desolation plunged into his Mental Space, drawn towards the City of Sheol like a moth to a fire.