The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2455 The Power of Chaos and the Sacred Treasure's fragments

Having ensured that all present realized he was no one to be trifled with, the Scarlet King retracted the might of Null Eternum, causing the Quietus Force to dissipate entirely from the chamber.

In typical circumstances, Cain would have demonstrated his dominance far more harshly, yet prudence demanded restraint this time around.

Despite his firm belief in his own prowess, the Scarlet King still lacked a means to challenge the Dark Blood King's Ancestor Domain. Until he fully comprehended the depths of that formidable force, wariness remained essential.

Luckily for him, a broad grin spread across the Dark Blood King's features as he gave a nod of approval.

"The Scarlet King speaks true. Both the Kalos Kingdom and the Aztorus Kingdom succumbed to his overwhelming strength. Whatever aid they could have lent would seem insignificant next to the contributions he can provide single-handedly."

Though the statement rang like commendation, a piercing glint soon flickered in the Dark Blood King's eyes.

"That's exactly why I'll keep a sharp eye on you," he added with steady composure. "In the upcoming conflict, you'll have to show that your value matches what those two kingdoms might have brought to the table."

Cain quickly grasped the veiled caution beneath the flattery. He locked eyes with the king and responded with a grave nod.

With that issue resolved, the Dark Blood King shifted his focus to the assembled group once more.

"A torrent of carnage lies ahead," he declared. "Yet prior to the outbreak of war, our top priority must be reclaiming the fragments dispersed throughout the Dark Blood Realm."

As his words flowed, a shadow of irritation crossed his visage.

"The troubling aspect is how arduous it proves to pinpoint these fragments."

The Dark Blood King flicked his wrist. In the next instant, a gauntlet materialized within his grasp.

It appeared ancient and battered, its exterior marred by corrosion. At a casual look, it resembled mere junk gear from some novice fighter.

"Feel free," he urged. "Probe it using your divine sense and your souls."

The Heartcram King, Evernight Queen, and Scarlet King promptly directed their perceptions toward the gauntlet. Yet, not one sensed anything out of the ordinary. It came across as utterly commonplace. Had they stumbled upon it in another setting, they would have overlooked it entirely.

The Dark Blood King then flung the gauntlet in the direction of the Heartcram King.

"Channel your Ancestor Drop's essence into it."

Abrahman inclined his head in agreement. Upon doing so, an odd emblem surfaced above the gauntlet—a luminous emblem akin to a yin-yang sun.

"That," the Dark Blood King clarified, "marks a shard of a Sacred Treasure. We can't perceive its special nature via vision or soul scan. The emblem only manifests when we imbue it with Ancestor Power."

A trace of weariness crept into the Dark Blood King's countenance as he pressed on.

"True might from these Sacred Treasure fragments emerges solely when two or more are collected and merged. Otherwise, they masquerade as everyday items—impossible to distinguish!"

His eyes roamed over the gathering.

"It's possible you've brushed against one already, unaware of its significance."

"Why devise such complexity?" the Heartcram King inquired while handing the gauntlet to the Evernight Queen for her to inspect the symbol personally.

The Dark Blood King merely shook his head.

"Who can say? Legends claim the Ancestor valued fate above all, hiding the fragments so only the destined one could unite them."

A subtle, enigmatic smirk tugged at his mouth.

"Or maybe it was just the Ancestor's peculiar brand of jest."

"Speculating on the challenge serves no purpose," the Evernight Queen stated evenly. "Instead, we ought to direct our resources, unite our troops, and deploy our sharpest strategists for the hunt."

She proceeded to pass the gauntlet to Cain.

The Scarlet King took hold of it, his face adopting a grave demeanor. He scrutinized it thoroughly via his divine sense, yet found no anomalies. Even employing the Flow for deeper insight yielded the same void—utter blankness.

Right as he prepared to hand it back, a sudden thought sparked in his thoughts.

"No harm in giving it a shot."

With a light shrug, his crimson gaze shimmered while he channeled a sliver of the Power of Chaos into the fragment.

The instant that force touched it, his senses erupted outward in a surge.

His mind's reach spanned enormous expanses, traversing myriad leagues in a flash, until it arrived at a distant coast in some unknown territory. There, partially submerged under heaps of sand, rested a shoulder guard.

Cain exerted all his willpower to maintain a neutral facade. The astonishment flooding his consciousness was profound, but not a trace betrayed his features.

With deliberate nonchalance, he gave the gauntlet back to the Dark Blood King.

Thankfully, nobody detected any oddity. The Dark Blood King tucked the fragment away unsuspectingly.

"Our initial goal," the king went on, "involves scouring the entirety of the Dark Blood Realm for peculiar or anomalous armor bits. They'll look like worthless debris at first, but they'll respond to Ancestor Power—and prove utterly unbreakable."

His stare intensified.

"Securing every fragment in our domain is crucial. As war ignites, these Sacred Treasure components will bolster our capabilities and greatly boost our odds of victory."

He halted for a moment before resuming.

"During the previous Ancestor Tomb unveiling, we unearthed six fragments. Still, nothing assures those were all that existed. Agents from rival realms might have sneaked in and claimed some before our eyes."

His tone chilled further.

"The sole method to confirm we've collected everything is to assemble them and craft the full Sacred Treasure."

At this juncture, the Dark Blood King directed his attention to General Fausto.

The robust Royal Bloodline held the king's stare and surveyed the assembled kings. His aura weighed heavily, commanding respect, and his words boomed with incisive, authoritative force.

"In this endeavor," General Fausto announced, "unity among all our forces is vital."

forces act as one."