Marvel's master of cosmic magic-Chapter 824

The Western Continent had never possessed a potion system.

No refined paths.

No extraordinary essences.

Only sealed primordial materials left behind by the Celestial Worthy.

If someone wanted power, they had only one option.

Cultivation through ritual devotion.

They knelt.

They prayed.

They begged for bestowed fragments of strength.

The one they worshipped was always the same.

The Celestial Worthy.

The system existed for a simple reason.

The more believers the Western Continent produced, the more anchors the Celestial Worthy gained.

And as long as no true gods could arise there, no one would ever reach a level high enough to fuse those primordial materials and break his seal.

It should have worked.

But the materials were too powerful.

They caused endless disasters.

Civilizations collapsed.

Entire regions vanished.

So the cultivators of the Western Continent made a brutal choice.

Generation after generation, they sacrificed themselves.

They embedded their will into the primordial materials, forcing traces of humanity onto them.

Only then could those materials be restrained.

Over time, the Western Continent slowly learned to manipulate small portions of that power.

More importantly...

They no longer believed in the Celestial Worthy.

Which was why his revival plan had always failed.

No anchors.

No stable will.

No perfect execution.

Rowan took every primordial material from the Western Continent.

He erased all remaining disasters.

He resurrected the great figures who had sacrificed themselves across history.

Along the way, he also eliminated the remaining malignant gods such as the Original One, Tudor, and the Hidden Sage, reclaiming all unique authorities and high-tier essences except those belonging to the Goddess of Night, Roselle, and the Earth Mother.

With the seal lifted, the Western and Eastern Continents could finally reconnect.

People could now gain power through potions instead of prayer.

Rowan turned his attention inward.

He began fully merging this world into his multiverse.

He already possessed nearly every unique authority, every high-tier essence, and all primordial materials.

The process was smooth.

One month later, the entire mysterious world had become one of the worlds within Rowan’s multiverse.

Each of Rowan’s incarnations now held thirty-one worlds.

But due to layered amplification, each incarnation could wield power equivalent to sixty worlds.

His overall standing had reached the upper-middle tier among multiversal entities.

If all incarnations merged right now...

His power would surge to the equivalent of six hundred sixty worlds.

However, that was the current ceiling of rapid growth.

Without the special replication technique he once possessed, future expansion would rely on steady creation and development.

Fortunately, the synchronization effect remained.

Every new world created by one incarnation was instantly shared by all others.

Which meant each new world effectively counted elevenfold.

The same applied to devoured worlds.

This made patience optimal.

Rushing full fusion too early would actually reduce long-term efficiency.

More importantly, a sudden explosive rise in power might attract attention from higher-order cosmic arbiters.

Rowan preferred preparation.

Only when fusion would directly propel him into a higher cosmic tier would he proceed. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Right," Rowan murmured. "I still owe Klein a promise."

He entered his multiverse and located the timeline containing Klein and the others.

Stepping into the river of time, Rowan extracted a single branch and isolated it.

This branch represented Klein’s modern-era timeline.

Different timelines were not different worlds.

They existed within the same universe.

Different worlds were separate universes entirely.

Most multiversal creators began by expanding timelines.

Then those timelines evolved into parallel universes.

Only much later did they attempt truly distinct worlds with entirely different rules.

Rowan already held an advantage.

Among his thirty-one worlds, eleven followed completely different foundational laws.

The rest were parallel extensions.

The timeline he had extracted could eventually grow into an independent parallel universe.

The mysterious world was powerful, though.

Its evolution would be slow.

Rowan considered this.

Then an idea formed.

Instead of simply sending Klein back to that timeline...

Why not let Klein travel between both timelines?

Two-way passage.

Klein’s presence would inevitably introduce massive changes.

Those changes would accelerate divergence.

A new parallel universe would form faster.

Not only Klein.

The Goddess of Night.

Roselle.

The souls within the Source Citadel.

Even selected Fifth Epoch extraordinary individuals.

Rowan could grant some of them the same ability.

Let them become catalysts.

Let them shape reality.

He smiled faintly.

Sometimes...

The best way to build worlds...

Was to let people live in them.