The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 1685: First Order-Rank 9 Gravity Astral Supremacy Star

Amidst the chaotic clashes of the Divine Battlefield, two young warriors stood out, quickly drawing waves of attention from allies and enemies alike.

Despite only being at the Divine Ascension level—and having seemingly reached it not too long ago—their combat prowess was astounding, allowing them to wield forces powerful enough to threaten even those at the Peak Divine Transformation stage.

One of these remarkable youths had striking white hair, his powerful body channeling the abundant energies of the world directly into every cell. Each punch he delivered carried devastating power, capable of pulverizing bones and shattering defenses as effortlessly as breaking glass.

His physical might was only one aspect of his strength as the young man also commanded overwhelming waves of Gravity Star Power, not only to enhance the destructive potential of his blows but to create shockwaves potent enough to disrupt and counteract numerous spells hurled toward him by the enemy ranks.

The other young fighter, with short, vivid red hair, possessed a less imposing physique—but his combat ability was equally extraordinary. His movements were astonishingly agile, each step calculated and precise, allowing him to remain constantly ahead of his opponents’ attacks.

His eyes glowed with majestic golden energy, seemingly capable of seeing seconds into the future, granting him unmatched predictive ability. No matter how many powerful assaults were unleashed in his direction, he effortlessly sidestepped them, countering with a graceful yet deadly sword technique.

Every swing of his blade unleashed arcs of space-time energy fused with the electrifying potency of the Law of Lightning, devastating enough to slay Peak Divine Transformation Masters if they struck directly.

These two young men were not even sixteen years of age, yet their minds were sharper than most seasoned veterans on the battlefield. There was no hesitation or mercy in their attacks, only pure, relentless killing intent.

With each life they extinguished, the majestic scarlet serpents embedded deep within their Soul Dimensions absorbed the essence and life force of their fallen foes, strengthening the youths’ power and sharpening their natural talent and cultivation base with each passing second.

Of course, this formidable pair was none other than Raylanor and Magnus. The two young men had undergone profound growth, both in maturity and in raw power, since being left alone to survive in the harsh wilderness of the Everlife Continent’s mountains.

However, no matter how much they improved, when they raised their eyes toward the sky, beholding the colossal draconic-serpent entity capable of shattering moons with bare fists, they understood how vast the gap still remained between them and their father, Cain.

That realization only fueled their determination further. They pushed themselves relentlessly, employing every advantage they possessed and consuming the strength of every enemy in their path without hesitation.

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Far above the chaotic Divine Battlefield, Cain stood amidst an even more brutal and terrifying clash.

He felt every Scarlet Leviathan battling beneath him, each creature growing stronger by consuming the fallen enemies. Even more significantly, those Scarlet Leviathans that had reached the Sovereign Rank continually channeled small fragments of their slain foes’ souls toward the Scarlet Throne embedded deep within the heart of the Lord of Conquest Leviathan.

Although each fragment was minuscule individually, collectively they formed a river of nourishment for the Scarlet Throne, amplifying its power, and consequently strengthening Cain himself and accelerating the evolution of his Alter-Ego.

Every ounce of newfound power mattered immensely at this moment, as Cain faced an exceptionally dangerous opponent.

The Inferno Daemon, Harkon, had also unleashed his Liberacion Total, transforming into a gargantuan form of his terrifying humanoid self, radiating ghostly waves of power even more devastating than before.

Every strike from Harkon now carried enough force to burn and tear through the hardened scales and flesh of the Lord of Conquest Leviathan.

Cain’s life force and soul energy had already been strained to their absolute limits, and his ultimate trump card, the Dark Moon Eye, would require hours, if not days, to recover. The battle had turned into a precarious balancing act between endurance and survival.

However, Cain was not the only one pushed to the brink. Harkon was likewise forcing himself beyond his limits in this confrontation. Deep within, the Inferno Daemon seethed with fury.

He and the elusive spatial assassin had been carefully hidden as trump cards, meant only to appear at decisive moments to shift the tides of battle dramatically.

Cain’s sudden actions, swift and ruthless, had utterly ruined their careful strategy—particularly affecting Harkon, who had received explicit orders to intervene when a crucial life was endangered.

The swift precision with which Cain killed Alexander had prevented any possibility of interference, leaving Harkon deeply aware of the repercussions awaiting him after the battle concluded. This certainty of harsh punishment fueled his violent desperation, making every attack he launched even fiercer and more brutal.

“Thousand Ghost Thrust!”

Harkon roared furiously, thrusting his palm forward as a torrent of ghostly Star Power surged violently around it, forming a swirling vortex of phantoms and shadowy energy.

Cain clenched his teeth, swiftly placing the Shooting Star Dragon Halberd before himself as a shield to withstand the relentless barrage. Each pulse of energy from Harkon’s palm strike collided repeatedly, negating Cain’s Redirection and gradually pushing him backward, his arms trembling under the assault.

Just as it seemed that Cain would again be sent hurtling backward, the light in his eyes suddenly intensified, a wide and chilling smile emerging upon his face.

Mysterious waves of Star Power surged forth, emanating from Cain’s body and swiftly converging upon the Shooting Star Dragon Halberd. Yet, astonishingly, this energy was not Cain’s own—it was even more potent, majestic, and powerful.

The incredible surge of Star Power enveloping the blazing edge of his weapon was unmistakably that of a First Order-Rank 9 Gravity Astral Supremacy Star!

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Cain had finally broken through the boundary, becoming capable of not merely basking in the radiant aura of the Astral Supremacy Star sealed within the [Gluttony Module], but truly wielding and channeling this immense power as his own.

The Gravity Star Power cascaded forth, instantly blending perfectly with Cain’s destructive flames and psychic force, exponentially amplifying their lethality.