Chaos Heir

Chapter 1623: Nothingness

Khan’s sharp canines had been itching for a while, and the bite finally revealed why.

The Great Old One belonged to a species of ancient horrors that had the shape of gargantuan snakes. The former didn’t exactly have venomous fangs, but it was also the runt of the litter.

Nothing said that other, bigger, and mightier members of that species couldn’t have a more specific use for their fangs. That obviously applied to Khan, too, now, especially since everything about him had transcended.

Of course, Khan didn’t deal with poison or venom, but had something equally deadly, which his simple bite instantly manifested into existence.

Three red fissures had split the giant, fuming head, and two more of those ran down from it, stretching through the rest of that titanic body. Those attacks had hurt the God deeply, but nothing could have prepared him for what followed.

The moment Khan’s canines stabbed into that fuming fabric, a thick array of red cracks spread across the titanic figure, the event so immediate that the God had to wait for another second to pass to become aware of it.

And, typically, such widespread, powerful skills required time to activate and had to go through several layers of innate defenses, often losing most of their deadliness.

However, nothing of the sort happened now. The God had been powerless to stop or even notice the immediate manifestation of that thick array of cracks, which had already inflicted their damage.

It seemed Khan’s canines carried a heavily condensed version of his destructive might. They could release a pure, unstoppable, and several times more powerful force than his lightning bolts could muster, making them the deadliest weapon in his arsenal.

That ability and Khan’s willingness to hasten his own death as long as he ensured mutual destruction ended up being a fatal miscalculation on the God’s side.

The God had done the math well, even predicting the heavily destabilizing damage Khan’s attack would have inflicted. He had calculated that his existence would have been in danger, probably needing an unfathomable amount of time to heal completely.

Truth be told, the God had also accepted the risk that most of his existence would crumble after the exchange, forcing him to rebuild himself from a power level even weaker than his starting point when the mana had created him.

Yet, what Khan’s canines inflicted wasn’t something the God could fix or heal. It left nothing untouched, affecting his entire existence, destabilizing and damaging it beyond repair.

The event was so monumental that the world should have come to a stop out of sheer respect. Two beings wielding divine power had both succeeded in their suicidal attacks, delivering deadly blows to each other, falling into a stalemate where the only outcome was mutual defeat.

However, the collapse had long since started brewing, and the God’s previous offense accelerated it even further. The attacks Khan had destroyed or diverted still contained some energy, which started terrible chain reactions upon their mere dispersion.

The fabric of space couldn’t be in a more brittle state. It had no foundation anymore, meaning that dispersion was its only fate. Moreover, cracks had already covered it in its entirety, only needing the lightest push to accelerate the already unavoidable collapse.

The God’s defused offense did precisely that. Some attacks just dispersed, while others blew energy randomly, but both pressed on the cracked space, which finished shattering.

A hole into nothingness spread within the spherical, cracked curtain, advancing undisturbed while obliterating everything on its path. The separate universe was ceasing to be from the inside, as if true non-existence were assimilating anything that tried to exist.

Since the offense’s dispersion had opened that hole, its expansion happened right behind Khan. The nothingness was dangerously close to him and looked ready to wash over him in a matter of seconds, but he didn’t move, and the same went for the God.

The truth was that neither Khan nor the God could actually do anything in that situation. Khan had used his last ounce of life to bite down at his opponent, while the God was far worse off.

The array of red, vein-like cracks had already inflicted its damage, leaving the God with a single course of action. An existence like his had countless tools at his disposal, but his mind had stopped working.

Nothing about the God functioned anymore, leading to the inevitable conclusion.

The titanic body split into countless pieces, those fuming chunks seemingly having forgotten how to flicker as they began to disperse.

Khan’s destruction had been so thorough that the God had already died. His titanic figure was simply catching up with that truth, which became undeniable as more of his vast, fuming fabric dispersed.

And Khan realized that he had won. He had felt it when he had bit down on the God and could see it in the dispersion unfolding in his obscuring gaze.

However, no happiness followed. Khan felt no triumphant drive running through him or anything of the sort. Even his hunger couldn’t act in front of that dispersing divine energy.

The ethereal but solid ray in Khan’s chest vanished, revealing the gaping hole it had created, which bled to no end. Meanwhile, Khan’s awareness kept receding, fully exhausted after his previous, final effort.

And as Khan’s awareness went dark, he threw one last thought at the mental connection. His wife was still alive, which was the best he could have hoped for. He didn’t know how she would fare against the universe’s collapse, but that issue was beyond his power now.

The God of the True Chaos was no more. The threat was gone, granting Khan a last ounce of reassurance before his gaze stopped radiating obscuring light and closed.

Needless to say, the God’s dispersion worsened the universe’s collapse even further, opening another hole of nothingness right in front of Khan. The previous cavity had also continued to expand and had reached him by then.

However, Khan simply hovered, lifeless and literally heartless as the two holes fused, pulling his corpse into the utter nothingness they contained.