The massive Shiik beast butchering its lessers had finally been overwhelmed, it was inevitable that this would occur. Although it was strong and fast, able to kill its opponents with a single swing or thrust of its powerful limbs, the bodies around it were beginning to pile up and the space for it to maneuver was reducing.

The Shiik should have been able to last longer but it stubbornly refused to move from its position. Although powerful, its growing instincts as a hunter at the top of the food chain were dominating its thought processes and the ground it had claimed would never leave its grasp.

Plus Rowan suspected that its state was peculiar, the fact that it was quiet was suspicious, and if he was not wrong this beast was about to evolve from an Enlightened Calamity to a Heroic Calamity. From the memories Rowan had access to, he knew that this should be impossible.

The Shiik was a valuable Calamity, but the trait of creating life was anathema to their bodies, and they never survived past the Heroic Rank. The process of harvesting the vitality from the waste of the Shiik was convoluted and difficult, but Rowan could effortlessly consume every drop of vitality created by the beast, and give it the opportunity to reach higher levels not deemed previously possible.

Its attackers thrusted their razor-sharp limbs at it, but its armor was many times tougher than normal, and the limbs of the attackers could only leave tiny scratches on its armor.

The giant Shiik was not even pushed back by their assaults and it retaliated fiercely, Its limbs which had no more space to slash, turned to spears and it tirelessly tore its enemies to pieces.

From the growing mounds of bodies around it, a river of greenish-black blood began to flow, and after a while the sounds from the attacking Shiiks also stopped, perhaps it was the silence of the giant Shiik that influenced them or the hundreds of their brethren that had perished, or the instincts hidden in the blood of Calamities, but the only sounds now emerging from this battle was one of flesh tearing, bones and armor breaking and blood flowing.

The silence enhanced the grimness of this battle and the madness of those participating in it.

The aggressors had begun to climb a wall of bodies and they could now assault the giant Shiik, and since the giant Shiik could not easily push through the mounds of bodies enclosing it, it only had two limbs to defend itself, but it was not enough, and it was covered by dozens of Shiik Calamities, and soon that number ballooned to the hundreds.

The giant Shiik remained silent as its armor began to creak as cracks were slowly emerging across the joints in the armor, it struggled to arise and continued its slaughter but the weight over it was pressing it down to the earth and crushing it.

The attackers may not be able to piece its armor, but they could crush it, even if they had to sacrifice the many hundreds that would be crushed alongside it as the weight of more bodies kept adding to the pile.

Rowan sighed and prepared for the eventual destruction of his host, he did not want to take any actions that would reveal himself to the Will of this world, although it might seem that certain criteria would have to be met to summon the being that killed him, it did not mean that his presence would not be detected once more if he was too overt.

He already had the tools he needed to access his mental space, and the death of this creature was not his problem. Closing his eyes, Rowan waited out his last few moments of peace as he had been creating a pathway to reach his mental space all this while, and unlike the last time he tried to access his mental space, with a hundred more powerful brains he reached this space effortlessly.

Despite the fact that he had not been accessing his mental space in the last two years, his presence had been unconsciously shaping it and it would not take much for him to complete the process.

If his weak mortal brain could finish the task of forming his mental space in a year, then a hundred more powerful brains did that task in a single instant, and the flashes of light that had been shooting about chaotically resolved themselves into a large blue sphere.

It was a marvelous sight as millions of shooting lights that did not stop their motion were able to curve in a manner that aligned all their direction to create this sphere that was brimming with power.

Rowan’s mind seized the mental space and entered it. There should have been a safety feature by the World Will to test anyone who would have wanted to access their mental space, but Rowan had developed this mental space without using any resources from the world itself, so none of its influence could reach it, giving him unrestricted access to this place. Inside the mental space of this body was a barren landscape, barely larger than a full hundred feet in circumference, and possessed to shred of power. Just the presence of his weak consciousness inside of it was causing a large part of it to collapse, and Rowan had to assign consciousness nodes in the task to soothe the effects of his presence on this place.

He would not be staying here for long, he only required this place in order to summon the rest of himself that had been shattered all across the world.

With his dimensional flesh, Rowan’s consciousness was the same as his flesh, so bringing back his shattered consciousness was the same as gaining back his body. With that, he has the greater portion of his strength restored and has access to all his abilities once more.

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What was required of him was to begin the summoning of himself.

This process could be very problematic if he did not have the right tool for this job, and that tool was his True Name. At the moment he was about to begin his summoning, his intuition warned him of danger. It was formless and ethereal, and Rowan had to pause for a moment to access his surroundings properly for him to understand the root of this problem.

He groaned in annoyance with the realization that the mental space of this child was still too weak to handle the summoning of his true name, and despite the fact he did not need this body and was ready to destroy its mental space in a heartbeat, it would all be useless if before he had uttered the first syllable of his name the entire space exploded.

It would seem he would have to ride inside this body for a while longer, and if that was the case, then he needed more vitality. Rowan’s consciousness emerged from the mental space, expecting to find a dead giant Shiik beast, but unexpectedly the Calamity was still holding on, and it was performing a surprising action even though it was about to be crushed to pieces.

It was eating.