The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2276 The end of an Empyrean World (I)
The revelation that an Alpha-Omega Overgod walked within the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe was nothing short of earth-shattering. It had been an established certainty for countless eons that no Empyrean World—including the Everstrifen Empyrean World—still possessed the secret techniques required to transcend the ArchdDeity Rank.
Such divine power had vanished following the conclusion of the First Era, smothered by the inevitable cosmic decay or hidden by some other cryptic cause. Yet, a Godlayer human stood before them now, radiating an aura that defied the boundaries of creation and exerted the crushing pressure unique to an Alpha-Omega Overgod.
Under different circumstances, such a discovery would have sent shockwaves through the cosmos, but Cain, Cipher, and the other frontline elites had no capacity for wonder or praise.
Despite their immense Cultivation and hidden trump cards, these two latecomers had remained passive until this moment. They had stood by, unmoving and silent, while the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe faced total annihilation at the hands of the Heart of the Root. From their distant vantage point, they had simply watched as others spilled their blood and exhausted their very lifespans to halt the coming apocalypse.
However, there was no time to dwell on justified bitterness. The Heart of the Root was already on the move once more.
Detecting the arrival of the Atrox Immortus champion and the Alpha-Omega Overgod Godslayer Human, the gargantuan mass of necrotic flesh shifted its focus toward the world with the weakest defenses. The void trembled and space-time buckled as the massive tumor accelerated, hurtling with unstoppable momentum toward its new prey.
Cain’s expression turned grim the second he identified the monster’s trajectory.
It was the Abyssalcrown Empyrean World.
He was intimately familiar with that realm. Having led an invasion there only months prior, he knew its guardians were depleted and its defenses shattered. As memories of the Heart of the Root’s flesh-fused corpses flashed in his mind, Cain experienced a secondary vision triggered by his connection to the World Will.
He perceived the trillions of souls on Abyssalcrown looking up at the firmament, watching in horror as a nightmare of rotting tendrils descended upon them. He witnessed parents holding their children in a futile embrace, their faces masks of pure terror. Their collective despair washed over him.
His fists clenched so tightly that sparks of Qi hissed between his fingers.
"Goddammit!"
A furious roar erupted from his lungs as he turned toward the experts of the Everstrife Empyrean World. They had all reached the same realization simultaneously. With a series of sharp nods, they transformed into streaks of light, abandoning their own world’s perimeter to race toward the impending disaster.
Since the Heart of the Root had locked onto a different target, their own home was temporarily out of danger. This provided them with a window—perhaps their only one—to act.
Cain took a sharp breath, his gaze burning with a crimson fire. The Wings of Chaos unfurled behind him, anchoring themselves into the fabric of reality and connecting his soul and essence to everyone bound to him via the Power of Chaos.
Anark’s ability to generate portals was limited by distance, and they were out of time. The burden fell solely on Cain. Utilizing the Power of Chaos to augment his control over cosmic laws, he let out a primal cry and struck the Empyrean Wall. Reality splintered, allowing him to tear open a wormhole that spanned the immense cosmic vacuum in an instant.
Though blood leaked from his eyes as he stabilized the passage, he ignored the pain. If the Abyssalcrown was destroyed before they arrived, no sacrifice would matter. He dived into the distorted tunnel of space-time, followed closely by the Everstrife powerhouses.
The moment they exited the wormhole, Cain and Anark intercepted the Heart of the Root while Leonidas and the rest plummeted toward the Abyssalcrown Empyrean World. They harbored no illusions of defeating the world-sized tumor with their current strength. Their objective was far more straightforward:
Rescue as many lives as possible.
While Cain and Anark exhausted their bodies to stall the necrotic mass, the others would scour the world for survivors, pulling them into their Inner Universes and spatial artifacts.
The eyes of both True Primordials flared with resolve as they stood against the planet-eating abomination charging toward the Abyssalcrown Empyrean World.
Cain manifested a flame of thirty-three colors and hurled it toward Anark. By tapping into the Absolute Life Form System and incinerating the Spirit Destiny Force harvested from the decapitated head, he granted the True Primordial a vital Tribulation Enhancement.
A thin smile touched Anark’s grim lips as tides of world energy surged around him. His shattered Meridians and depleted soul force began to knit back together, and a colossal wave of power flooded his veins. His strength reignited with newfound fury.
"ARGHHHH!"
The True Primordial of the Void gave a savage roar, his physical form expanding into a massive titan of cosmic energy.
Cain lacked the same boost, having spent the Tribulation Enhancement on his ally, yet he forced his battered body to produce every remaining drop of strength he possessed.
Then, the two Primordials struck.
Anark collided with the Heart of the Root in a cataclysmic impact, his massive arms tearing deep gouges into its putrid hide. The tumor’s forward motion slowed. Simultaneously, Cain’s Wings of Chaos lashed out with scarlet tendrils, hooking into the very fabric of space-time to act as an anchor against the monstrosity.
"RUMBLE!"
The abyss shook violently as the Primordials clashed with the Heart of the Root. Reality groaned and time itself warped under the pressure of their struggle. Meanwhile, Leonidas and the Everstrife elites swept across the Abyssalcrown Empyrean World at maximum velocity. Their previous invasion served them well now, as they knew exactly where the largest population centers were located.
Their efficiency was frightening—with every passing second, millions were snatched from the brink of death. Yet, with trillions of lives at stake, time remained their most ruthless enemy.
High above, Cain and Anark strained against the darkness, their defiant roars echoing through the void as they fought to hold back the world-devouring nightmare.