The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 938 The Red King and the old man

The Red Kingʼs eyes widened as he saw Horus vanish, and a flash of rage appeared on his face. Fury erupted as he realized the aliens had escaped his hunt. In the next second, he twisted his body to the side and, without losing momentum, hurled the Spear of Doom, piercing the head of a Humanoid of Dark Sky about to enter the dimension.

The alien had been thrilled, thinking she would survive, but the spear blasted her head like a balloon full of blood, triggering a massive explosion.

”BOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!”

By the time the flaming energy vanished, only the Red King remained. While he couldnʼt see anything with the naked eye, he used The Flow to detect the disturbances in the natural course of the world, identifying the dimensional sphere that held Lovecraft City.

The Red Kingʼs eyes returned to their apathetic state, devoid of any emotion, as he stared at the dimensional sphere containing Lovecraft City. He extended his hand, summoning the Spear of Doom back to his grip, and charged it with all his energy and nebulous force.

”Wrath of the Nine Hells!” A torrent of flaming energy emerged from the Spear of Doom, and under the Red Kingʼs control, it all gathered at the tip in the next second as he drove the spear forward.

”BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!”

The moment the Spear of Doom struck the dimensional sphere, a massive explosion took place, sending the Red King flying with such force that he was almost thrust back into the sky.

The Red King regained control over his body within seconds, yet a mouthful of blood emerged just as he stabilized.

A sharp light appeared in the eyes of the Red King as he saw the blood and perceived the internal damage that the clash had generated in his body. Of course, all the wounds faded the next second, thanks to his Pseudo Immortal Body, but he now understood that destroying Lovecraft City from the outside required much more strength than he currently had.

ʼWhat an interesting invention. I guess that even if these aliens are only a poor copy of the Prima Depravita Race, they are still very advanced.ʼ A meaningful light appeared in the eyes of the Red King as he gazed once more at the dimensional sphere, analyzing it more thoroughly.

In a few moments, the Red King came to a conclusion. He could not break it from the outside, but nothing could stop him from entering inside and continuing the fight. However, inside Lovecraft City, he would face the Depravitas in their true form, enhanced by the power of the dark dimension and the Ancient Key.

Despite the incredibly harsh battle that would take place if he entered Lovecraft City, there was no fear in the eyes of the Red King. However, neither was there interest, as whether or not the aliens were still alive was meaningless to him.

”You could end this now, free the world from their darkness.”

A voice echoed behind the Red King. There had been no presence beside him in this place, yet he showed not even the slightest surprise as he turned around to see an old man with white hair, a long beard, and a large belly.

If Cain were to see the old man, he would immediately recognize him as the one who gave him the starry gem with the secret to dual cultivation in Kronos and drew a portrait of him when he reached the Hyperion Continent.

The old manʼs figure was blurry, like an unstable virtual image that could fade at any second. Still, one could see the expression on his face, which was full of tiredness and weakness, as if a severe and crippling illness assailed him.

The Red King stared at the old man, his eyes void of emotions as he spoke, his voice full of apathy. ”Why would I do that?”

The old man was at a loss for words for a moment as he heard that response, and he could not help but utter the first thought that came to his mind. ”You will be the hero of the world and save trillions of lives.”

”You overestimate your importance. I am a Master of Order and do not care about this world and its people.” The Red King paused as a flash of melancholy appeared in his eyes. ”I do not care about anything.”

The Red Kingʼs sadness lasted a fraction of a second, his eyes returning to apathy as he turned to the dimensional sphere. ”I planned to butcher them since this play has taken too long, but now only the final clash is left. The boy should lead the people of this world and take care of this. After all, he is your Singularity.”

The old man stared at the Red King for a few seconds, and it seemed he wanted to say something else, but in the end, he shook his head and sighed. ”You are right. Aetherʼs problems should be handled by the people of Aether.”

The Red King noticed how the old manʼs figure vanished after those words, leaving him alone, but showed no concern. His apathy seemed impenetrable, a fortress of indifference that no plea or argument could breach. The old manʼs frail figure and words did not affect the soul of the Master of Order.

His eyes glanced at the dimensional sphere that contained Lovecraft City one last time before rising into the sky and flashing to the south, leaving the north of Atlas.

It did not take long for the Red King to reach the Anti-Dark Fog Tower, which was full of Sacred Races warriors waiting for him, but to the shock of the Collapsing Lightning Emperor and the rest, he did not stop and continued marching south.

Only after reaching Infinite Horizon did the Red King stop his march, standing silent as he closed his eyes. The next second, a red humanoid appeared inside his soul sea, his eyes immediately turning to a distant location.