The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2466 Tricking the Dark Blood Kingdom (II)

When the group first glimpsed the Royal Blutlinie, astonishment filled their gazes.

The Dark Blood Kingdom maintained comprehensive archives on all Late and Peak Alpha Omega Overgods in the Dark Blood Realm. They even tracked the elusive hermits who aligned with no kingdom or faction.

This knowledge allowed them to instantly recognize that the fighter Cain had summoned from his spatial treasure originated outside the Dark Blood Realm.

Just one explanation fit the circumstances.

He hailed from a different realm.

Myriad inquiries reflected on their expressions, blending doubt and intrigue in perfect balance. Yet, prior to anyone voicing a word, a flow of Cain's soul force ascended to the hall's ceiling.

Instantly, that energy swelled and morphed into an image.

They viewed the world through Cain's perspective.

The display revealed him scouting a perilous sector of the realm until his senses picked up a concealed entity. The Scarlet King advanced stealthily, following the anomaly with vigilance until he uncovered the trespasser.

Then came the strike.

What ensued was the fearsome clash between Cain and Aerion. Initially, Cain overpowered the confrontation utterly. His strikes came without mercy, accurate, and overpowering. However, the dynamics shifted suddenly as Aerion invoked his Asura Form. His strength exploded fiercely, reversing the fight's momentum and driving the Scarlet King toward certain death.

The intensity felt crushing.

Still, Cain retained his poise throughout.

The image depicted how he drew Aerion precisely into position, then delivered the fatal assault.

The gazes of the Dark Blood King and General Averus grew keen upon witnessing it.

Redirection.

The peculiar and perilous technique they recalled vividly.

In the following instant, Aerion's form was torn apart by his own might, the backlash ravaging him internally.

Yet the display persisted beyond that point.

Another startling twist emerged.

A tremendous wave of soul force descended, materializing Shakra's form over Aerion. Its mere aura projected immense dominance.

What left everyone in the hall dumbfounded, though, was the subsequent event.

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Cain dismissed it outright.

With no pause, he smashed the apparition's visage and hammered Aerion once more, utterly ignoring the caution and the force it wielded.

The display concluded.

A profound hush enveloped the hall.

Cain remained upright, chin lifted, his eyes shining with steady resolve as he confronted the Dark Blood King and the rest.

"Once I vanquished him, I concealed myself to heal my injuries," Cain stated calmly. "Regarding my failure to notify any of you about my whereabouts or state..."

He left the words hanging.

No completion was required.

The implication rang clear.

He harbored no faith in them.

And he refused to permit anyone close during his weakened moments.

Such conduct fell short of what a General should embody. The Dark Blood Kingdom thrived on solidarity and synergy.

Nevertheless, not one present could fault him genuinely.

Consider, this was the individual who had almost slain General Averus and had single-handedly razed the Heartcram Kingdom's capital. Mutual trust had always been absent among them.

Another weighty quietude descended upon the room.

Had Cain simply arrived bearing a prisoner from the Soul Eternal Realm, certain members might have harbored notions of trickery or covert alliance.

But the projection had let them sense Shakra's soul force directly.

And Aerion's plight testified plainly—maimed, fractured, and scarcely breathing.

Above all, Cain had forthrightly confessed his lack of trust. To now charge him with clandestine ties would render the claimant ridiculous.

Even the Scarlet King's detractors held their tongues.

A grave look crossed the Dark Blood King's features as he weighed the details.

At length, he addressed them.

"Would you oppose us conducting a soul search on him?"

The remaining Generals' eyes tightened faintly.

Aerion's recollections held immense value. They promised revelations about the Soul Eternal Realm's layout, strategies, and intrusion tactics.

Crucially, they might verify any links between the captive and Cain.

Cain responded without delay.

He inclined his head at once.

The Dark Blood King advanced and released his immense soul force, delving straight into Aerion's psyche.

Immediately, Aerion's existence started to reveal itself to him.

His formative years. His rigorous practice. His assigned duty. His penetration of the Dark Blood Realm. The framework of his skills. The essence of his strength.

Upon observing Aerion's Ancestor Power, the Dark Blood King gave a subtle affirmation. The Soul Eternal Realm's decision now clicked. Armed with such ability, Aerion could sense adversarial forces well in advance.

As to the Scarlet King's evasion of detection...

That stood as yet another enigma encircling the sovereign of the Ocean of the Blood Sun.

The Dark Blood King pressed onward with his probe.

But nearing the latest recollections, his countenance grew somber.

Interference.

Voids.

Whole spans of months—nay, years—had vanished.

Substantial portions of Aerion's memory lay utterly obliterated.

Though regrettable, the harm raised no red flags. The soul injuries from the skirmish were dire enough to account for the absences.

Regardless, the Dark Blood King sought to reclaim the lost pieces.

The instant he endeavored, Aerion's soul quaked fiercely.

Fissures raced outward, the whole edifice teetering on ruin.

It hovered at the breaking threshold.

Further pursuit would annihilate it entirely.

The Dark Blood King pulled back his soul force without hesitation. After a brief pause, he signaled a minor nod to the other Generals.

All elements matched Cain's account.

The erased memories—those potentially exposing Aerion's capacity to hunt Sacred Treasure fragments, or his smuggling of one into the Dark Blood Realm—fell within the "unintended" ruins from the soul trauma.

Cain's expression stayed composed and aloof. Yet inwardly, a thrill of elation ignited.

Events unfolded precisely per his design.

Just one concluding action remained.

To eradicate any trace of uncertainty.

As that notion arose, Cain sprang into motion.

His palm thrust ahead with blinding speed.

Ere reactions could form, his digits plunged into Aerion's torso and ripped free his core.

Encased within was the Ancestor Drop.

That decisive move proved the tipping edge.

Aerion's soul, already poised for oblivion, fragmented utterly.

His being ceased forever.

Simultaneously, every remnant doubt about Cain's ties to the Soul Eternal Realm evaporated.

If anything, the display forged the contrary view. Observing that merciless termination, the Dark Blood King and the gathered Generals reached a singular verdict. No figure in the Dark Blood Kingdom bore deeper enmity toward the Soul Eternal Realm than the Scarlet King.