The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 2094: Half-step Alpha-Omega Overgod’s strength

Cain stood in silence. The battlefield around him was a graveyard of shattered stone and burned earth, still hissing from the aftershocks of the battle. It was unwise to linger where such a clash had taken place, but he did not move. His golden eyes remained fixed on the distant horizon, where the mysterious shots had come from.

He knew he would never catch the shooter. Even after multiple strikes that had ripped through Black Mask, Cain could not sense a single clue about their location. Whoever it was had fired from a distance so immense that even the psychic perception of an Archdeity could not reach it. If such a being wished to remain hidden, nothing could reveal them.

Minutes passed. The wind howled over the ruin. Still, no presence approached.

Cain exhaled slowly. "Ahhh..." The sigh carried a trace of frustration and resignation. Whoever had aided him would remain in the shadows. He could speculate endlessly, but no theory mattered now.

Without wasting another moment, he turned and shot into the sky, vanishing in a streak of red light.

He didn’t stop until he was on an entirely different continent, deep in a mountain range whose peaks tore through storm clouds. There, hidden beneath a canopy of obsidian cliffs, he finally allowed himself to rest. The encounter with Black Mask had been dangerously close; one misstep and his body and soul would have been destroyed. The last thing he wanted was another surprise.

Settling into a meditative stance, Cain began to revolve his energy. The Depravita Aura flowing through his veins, devouring impurities and knitting torn flesh. His regeneration was monstrous. Within minutes, the scars across his body faded, replaced by smooth skin that glowed faintly with crimson light.

With the support of the Scarlet Throne, his reserves refilled rapidly. In less than six hours, he was whole again.

He opened his eyes, inhaled deeply, and summoned Black Mask’s heart.

It still pulsed, beating slowly in his hand. Even separated from its body, it refused to die.

"The Living Glyph I’ll forge from this will surpass the one I made with Osiris," Cain murmured.

Focus sharpened his gaze. Following the principles of the Astral-Vajra Heartwork, he guided his energy into the heart. Scarlet power melted into the blackened flesh, fusing and refining it into a stream of pure origin essence. When every impurity had been burned away, he condensed it into a blazing sigil that floated before him—a living rune of blood and light.

With a single motion, he pressed the glyph into his chest.

"BOOOOOM!"

His body convulsed as the glyph sank into his heart. A surge of energy tore through his veins like a tidal wave. The mountain trembled around him. For an instant, his aura expanded so violently that the air itself fractured.

Then silence.

Cain steadied his breathing. The glyph’s formation was only the beginning; to unlock its full power, he would need to feed it with the blood and souls of powerful foes. Still, satisfaction flickered across his face. The foundation of the Third Level Living Glyph was complete.

A thoughtful frown followed. "Given his wounds, Black Mask’s first instinct will be to heal himself. He won’t reveal what happened in those ruins yet. Using a Peak Archdeity as bait... if that truth spreads, it’ll bring him trouble."

If Black Mask had succeeded, no one would have cared that Osiris was sacrificed. Failure, however, changed everything. Cain smirked slightly. "As long as I leave no pattern, I’ll stay invisible. No more ambushes."

He rose, gathering his gear. Moments later, he vanished into the horizon.

Over the next several months, Cain moved through the Third Realm like a phantom. His hunts were silent and unpredictable. Each target fell swiftly, their bodies and souls devoured by the Scarlet Throne. He left no traces, no witnesses, no rhythm that could reveal his intent.

Sometimes, he let fate decide his next victim. The Scarlet Throne fed upon their essence, and from them he stole Innate Abilities—each one a fragment of power he could integrate into something else.

One night, as he absorbed the essence of a slain deity, a tremor rippled through the Black Hole Core within his Soul Dimension. Streams of energy spiraled around it like storm currents. The Innate Ability – Supercomputer Assistance shuddered, its old structure collapsing and re-forming into something new: a sphere of code, luminous and intricate.

Lines of data flowed like rivers of light, forming a network so perfect it seemed alive. Merely looking at it made Cain feel as if he were gazing upon the mind of a god—something capable of analyzing, predicting, and controlling everything within its reach.

A wide grin crossed his face. Finally... Supercomputer Assistance has ascended to Alpha-Omega Tier.

Its capabilities were far beyond before: a consciousness capable of real-time strategy and omnidirectional analysis. The ideal tool for navigating the unknown depths of the Red King’s Sacred Dimension.

But the evolution did not end there. The surge of new power resonated with the Scarlet Throne, amplifying its energy flow until it completed the Third Layer of the Astral-Vajra Heartwork. Cain could feel his body changing on a fundamental level.

Every muscle fiber tightened and strengthened; tendons became like woven steel, bones radiated divine resilience. His heart thundered like a war drum, pumping energy that cracked the air around him.

Minutes passed before the transformation settled. Cain stood slowly, the faint glow fading from his skin. A satisfied smile touched his lips.

"Supercomputer Assistant," he commanded. "Scan me."

A mechanical voice echoed through his consciousness, calm and absolute.

[Host Scan Completed

Name: Cain Laurifer

Race: Neo-Demon

Cultivation: Third Astral Black Hole Neo-Demon (Early Archdeity) / Divine Kingdom Level 43 (Early Archdeity)

—— STATS ——

Strength: 50.1 → 120.2

Agility: 40.1 → 44.1

Vitality: 48.8 → 54.6

Neo-Demon Aura: 62.0 → 68.2

Soul Force: 60.1 → 64.2

—— CORE ONIRIC TRUTHS ——

Gluttony: 100%

Dominion: 100%

Bloodline: 100%

Viral Will: 100%

Symbiotic Ascendancy: 100%

—— ONIRIC TRUTHS ——

Spirit Force: 100%]

Cain’s grin widened as the data streamed through his mind. His cultivation base hadn’t advanced, which made sense since it had been less than three years since he’d reached the Archdeity Realm, but his strength nearly doubled. Power pulsed beneath his skin, begging to be unleashed.

He flexed a hand, feeling the weight of worlds behind every motion. "Using Black Mask’s heart for the Third Sigil... my strength now exceeds even a Peak Archdeity’s."

A faint, dangerous light flared in his eyes.

"My physical might," he whispered, "has reached the half-step threshold of an Alpha-Omega Overgod."

The mountains trembled at his words, the air humming with his ascendant aura.