The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2479 Sundering the lightning

Cain's gaze grew icy as he watched the group stepping into the site of Jasmir's death.

'They're swift,' he pondered, noting the exactness of their advances. 'They appear to possess ways to sense energy waves that elude my detection.'

He stored that insight firmly in his mind. Dismissing unseen sensing techniques was a common way assassins met their end.

The Scarlet King's stare intensified as he evaluated the intruders. He could eliminate them effortlessly. The commander was only a Mid Alpha-Omega Overgod—vastly inferior to his present combat strength. One sharp attack would obliterate the whole unit before they comprehended the threat.

However, needless slaughter would create signs.

An unexpected energy eruption in an isolated place, particularly without a Royal Blutlinie from the Eternal Soul Kingdom falling, could spark only faint interest at most. But if the investigation squad sent to examine that irregularity disappeared too, the implication would be obvious: a formidable stranger had entered.

Cain avoided such an error.

Furthermore, with Aerion's recollections and the data drawn from Jasmir, he had identified the ideal objective.

He spun around without delay and faded away.

Harnessing the Power of Karma, Cain sustained his peak velocity while hiding his aura flawlessly. The violet strands of destiny encircling him distorted and whirled, shielding his being from fate's scrutiny. Meanwhile, his senses broadened externally, watchful for any secret onlookers.

He prevented overconfidence from turning into pride.

Overdepending on the Power of Karma was exactly the flaw that allowed Cain to catch Aerion off guard.

Hours blurred by in rapid transit until Cain arrived at his target: a massive chain of mountains extending over endless leagues. It traversed whole lands like the backbone of an ancient monster. For all its immensity, no Omen Beast prowled its inclines.

The explanation emerged soon enough.

'BOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!'

Bolts of lightning slashed through the heavens, smashing into ridges and rebounding from crest to crest. The full mountain chain had turned into a thunderous ocean—a fatal domain where even mighty figures would pause before venturing.

Yet for a particular figure, it offered the ultimate training haven.

Zator.

A reclusive Royal Blutlinie and the single Peak Alpha-Omega Overgod whose absence could pass undetected.

Shakra had consolidated almost the whole Eternal Soul Realm under his command. Even lone Royal Blutlinie had to recognize his dominance. Zator lacked the might to disregard the Eternal Soul King, but his training method demanded extended submersion in this storm-laden setting, isolating him for prolonged durations.

A handy seclusion.

Cain breathed in deeply and released the Power of Chaos, surveying the mountain chain with quiet accuracy.

A faint scowl formed as Zator's aura escaped his probe.

'This doesn't compute,' he reflected inwardly. 'Jasmir's memories showed him perched on the primary summit.'

While he examined the oddity, his eyes tightened.

Then he detected it.

A spark.

An anomaly tucked inside the gale itself.

Astonishment briefly crossed his expression as clarity struck.

'He's embedded in the lightning gale.'

Zator wasn't simply training amid the range—he had fused his essence with the turbulent lightning paths, concealing himself in their savage surges.

Cain pondered the scenario with care.

Dispatching a Peak Alpha-Omega Overgod fell within his power. Upon reaching the King Tier, his fighting prowess had surpassed standard constraints. But elimination alone wouldn't do.

He required completing it without detection.

The Power of Karma had already tangled the zone's fate bonds, obscuring its links to the external realm. Quietus Force spread throughout the mountain chain, halting outward signals and quelling incoming relays.

Even so, the previous sensing of Jasmir's end demonstrated the Eternal Soul Kingdom wielded potent detection tools.

'I must conclude this so rapidly,' Cain resolved, 'that he won't even sense its occurrence.'

He briefly shut his eyes, drawing on his former assassin drills.

When he reopened them, resolve filled his gaze.

The Blade of the End of Time formed in his grip, its edge

glowing with contained ruin. Eternum Flame flared about him, gathering into a pale shroud of plasma so fierce that

it bent the passage of time nearby.

This marked just the start.

The Omen of Time inside him roused, hastening his

inner time current. His cognition grew keener. His responses surged. His pulse quickened to the extreme his physique could withstand.

Next arrived the Power of Karma.

Cain captured the adjacent violet filaments and remolded them via the Power of Chains. They ruptured their abstract anchors, shifting from inert symbols of linkage to dynamic arms. They twisted around the Blade of the End of Time.

Its ruinous force amplified.

He performed all this while maintaining his aura utterly

hidden.

Once his might hit its climax, Cain assumed a plunging pose

and closed his eyes anew.

He summoned The Flow.

By means of it, he tracked Zator's motions amid the lightning gale. The Peak Alpha-Omega Overgod sped at astonishing pace, mirroring the frenzied rhythm of lightning streaks in disordered, erratic formations. His awareness sank into reflex and tempest,

lacking caution.

Still, disorder adhered to underlying principles.

The Flow exposed them.

Cain's awareness honed past its thresholds.

Only a single attempt lay ahead.

Failure might spare his identity from the Eternal Soul Kingdom

—but they'd learn a predator stalked their champions. From then on, each action would intensify in difficulty. Moments expanded into infinity as he strained his senses onward.

Then—

He struck.

His silhouette morphed into a white trail plummeting from the uppermost firmament.

His presence and power were curbed by Quietus Force, portraying him as merely a cosmic event—a comet

crashing into the lightning ocean.

Void stretched before him.

Nevertheless, the Blade of the End of Time drove downward.

Precisely at full reach, a lightning bolt emerged ahead of

its edge. The clamor of innumerable birds rang through the mountain chain as the sword rent the lightning asunder.