The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2372 Fusion of star and ego

"My King"

Leonidas executed a profound bow, dipping his head low while fixing his gaze on Cain with unshakeable reverence and allegiance. His form was impeccable, free from any trace of doubt or arrogance—pure fidelity alone.

Cain directed his attention to the figure standing before him and inclined his head deliberately, with clear esteem reflected in his expression.

Right from their initial encounter, Leonidas had captured Cain's regard. He had suffered a dreadful curse that gradually consumed his recollections and sanity, on the verge of wiping out his core self. Under such a torment, nearly anyone else would have descended into insanity or nothingness.

Cain had aided the man in conquering that curse; his ascent had been swift and spectacular.

His Astral Rebirth cultivation had hit the ultimate peak of the ArchDeity Rank. His Ego Eternal Path of Power approached the boundary of Mind and Soul As One's maximum, and his Resurrección ranked among the mightiest Cain had observed. Paired with his Alpha-Omega Overgod Treasures, Leonidas possessed the strength to shatter Champions of the Root—an incredible achievement, considering their undying forms and unbreakable barriers.

A grave intensity sharpened Cain's stare as he at last addressed him.

"Leonidas, I summoned you because I have a way to make you stronger," Cain stated evenly. "A way to help you transcend the limits of the Six Sacred Races."

Leonidas's eyes expanded in an instant. A wild excitement rushed through them, paired with a barely restrained yearning.

He held great power—undeniable as that was. Yet it fell short. To confront the Heart of the Root, to endure the impending conflict, he required greater might. Much greater. Should a path to that strength exist, he

would seize it instantly, no matter the toll.

This conflict determined the universe's destiny.

No sacrifice proved too steep.

Cain grinned broadly upon detecting the steely determination blazing inside the

warrior.

"The evolution I offer you is not one of flesh," Cain went on, "nor even of the soul. It is an evolution of your ego and primordial

essence."

Leonidas tensed a bit, his breaths deepening as he absorbed the statement.

Cain paused briefly to let it sink in before proceeding, his tone firm and unwavering.

"I will fuse your Alter-Ego and primordial essence into a Scarlet Star, allowing it to evolve. Through this, you will become one with the Scarlet Throne itself. Your Ego Eternal Path of Power will undergo a fundamental transformation, granting you access to immense amounts of spiritual and psychic energy—far more than even I can directly channel."

Leonidas's eyes grew even wider, his pupils quivering.

This upgrade exceeded his wildest dreams. But Cain had more to reveal.

"This evolution will also render you virtually immortal," Cain declared steadily. "Your ego, mind, and essence will exist within the Scarlet Throne for eternity. Even if your physical body is destroyed down to the last atom and particle, it will merely be the loss of a vessel—one you can reforge whenever necessary."

The excitement in Leonidas's core exploded fiercely.

Such enduring life outstripped even the Samsara Immortal Body.

Still, as he pondered the details closely, a keen and serious gleam sparked in his gaze.

Cain spotted it right away—and offered a subtle smile.

"You've realized it," Cain remarked.

"The flaw," he added, "is that if I die, the Scarlet Throne will perish

as well."

Leonidas stayed quiet for an extended beat.

Then, gradually, a broad grin stretched over his features.

"You gave me a second chance to live," Leonidas declared resolutely, his tone brimming with certainty. "When I believed everything was lost... you were the one who gave me purpose again. To share my life and fate with yours will be an honor."

A fiery crimson glow flared in Leonidas's eyes. The fierce commitment and resolve pouring from his spirit outshone countless stars.

Cain's grin turned brilliant.

He wasted not a moment.

With one mental command, the Scarlet Throne appeared in their midst, its enormous portals creaking open gradually.

Long ago, the Scarlet Throne served as a domain of perpetual agony and agony—a jail trapping the essences of foes vanquished by Cain and his allies, bound forever. But those dark times had faded away.

Today, the heavens inside the throne's domain sparkled with celestial bodies. Every Scarlet Star held the intent, soul energy, and ego mark of a fighter from the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe. They drew in the area's forces, delivering huge enhancements to the Ego Waves of linked combatants—speeding up cultivation, bolstering strength, and purifying core.

But soon, all would elevate to a whole new plane. Leonidas lifted his chin and bellowed at full force. From his Soul Dimension, his Alter-Ego surfaced—the heart of

his self, traits, past, ambitions, and primal core. It glowed with unbreakable will as it entered the Scarlet Throne. Without delay, it soared upward, aiming directly at the Scarlet Star born from Leonidas's Scarlet

Leviathan.

The moment the Alter-Ego united with the Scarlet Star, Cain's eyes

ignited with brilliance.

The Power of Chaos burst forth.

Under the A.I. Chip Module's direction, Cain merged the Alter-Ego and Scarlet

Star into a cohesive whole—linking them straight to the

Scarlet Throne core.

The ritual commenced.

At once, the Scarlet Star shook with fury. Enormous streams of

spiritual might and psychic force poured into it. Simultaneously, chunks of terrain—crafted from the remains and spirits of innumerable mighty fighters—were pulled toward the star.

They slammed into it without mercy.

The crushing force hastened the merging, not just expanding the star's scale but also boosting its compactness, clarity, and potency. Successive shells built up on its exterior, each surpassing the prior in refinement.

Each instant, the Scarlet Star swelled in size, weight, and dreadfulness.

Cain's gaze cut like a blade, his concentration total as he poured his entire consciousness and spirit into preserving equilibrium and steadiness.

In the meantime, Leonidas's corporeal form remained still.

His eyes held nothing.

All that made him who he was—his ego, drive, recollections, and core—

now dwelled inside the Scarlet Throne, experiencing a sublime and phenomenal shift that would redefine his path.