Rowan took the chance to look at the amount of soul points he had harvested, they were a whopping one hundred and seventy-five and change. Each of those Giant abominations should have given him at least forty points of souls.
Leaving seven points, Rowan funneled the rest into Ouroboros. The welcoming sensation of his body strengthening was intoxicating. He felt his body transformations beginning to accelerate, and he knew he must be approaching a new threshold.
This was while, for all intents, he was still a Mortal State Dominator. Rowan had broken every law of power in this world, and he was beginning to have a hint of how terrifying his powers were.
This revelation did not bring him any elation, only intense wariness, power such as this would attract attention, maybe it already had and he did not know it yet.
Perhaps if he was lucky to become legendary before his lifespan elapses, he would be invincible in this world. But only if he survives.
