The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 2547: Ancestor Domain (III)

Absolute darkness stretched endlessly in every direction, swallowing all traces of light. There was no sound, no sensation, no reference point to anchor himself. Even the concepts of up and down had vanished, leaving him suspended in a seamless void that distorted perception itself.

His eyes glowed with golden and scarlet light as he pushed the Power of Chaos and the Flow to their limits, attempting to perceive not just his surroundings, but the very principles that shaped this domain. Slowly, fragments of understanding began to form.

In the very next instant, the Scarlet King countered. His fist struck the attacker with overwhelming power, and he felt bones shatter beneath the impact. The blow crushed the chest completely, destroying organs and ending the opponent’s life in a single motion.

Even without seeing his enemy, he could tell from the fragility of the body that the attacker had only been an Early Alpha Omega Overgod.

Understanding dawned immediately. The Dark Blood King had not engulfed the other Royal Blutlinie by accident. He had dragged them into the domain deliberately, using them to increase his chances of victory.

Of course, many of those Alpha Omega Overgod Royal Blutlinie understood that attacking Cain was tantamount to suicide. Their attacks lacked the strength to truly harm a Fourth Realm Body, and the only thing they succeeded in was making the battle drag on.

Attacks came from all directions.

He moved like a storm.

Without pause, Cain tightened his grip on the sword and hammer he had caught, then unleashed a kick that sent two more Royal Blutlinie flying through the void, their bones broken.

Wave after wave of attackers surged toward him, and Cain met them all with brutal efficiency. He blocked, countered, and struck without hesitation, crushing bones, shattering skulls, and tearing through bodies with overwhelming force.

Neither General Faust, General Averus, nor the Heartcream King or Evernight Queen had joined the battle. They remained hidden, sending others to die in their place. At first glance, it seemed illogical. If they attacked together, they could exert far greater pressure on Cain.

A creeping exhaustion began to spread through his body.

The power of emptiness seeped into every corner of his existence, eroding his strength, weakening his body, and wearing down his soul.

Eventually, the drain reached a point where even Cain could not ignore it. A Royal Blutlinie seized the opportunity and struck his helmet with a massive mace. The armor held, but the force disrupted his balance, creating a fleeting opening.

Like sharks sensing blood, the two generals and two kings finally made their move.

For the first time, the attackers felt hope.

Their killing intent surged, their attacks growing even more relentless.

His heart pounded violently as he witnessed the unfolding scene.

He extended his hand, gathering the full power of Emptiness Unbound. The might of the entire domain converged upon him, amplifying his strength to its peak.

With a roar, he launched himself forward, moving like a hunter closing in on wounded prey. In his eyes, Cain was already defeated. All that remained was the final blow.

His hands formed a seal.