The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 1868: Rise, Primarch of Conquest... Leviathan

The spear fell with the power to sunder reality itself.

The Prima Deities in the Endlessdeath Continent watched in awe as it twisted the sky around it, warping the atmosphere as if it were made of paper. The colossal weapon screamed downward, filled with the full power of the Lord of the Void.

And yet—just as it was about to strike Cain—it froze.

There was no explosion. No impact. No eruption of force.

The spear simply stopped.

Divine Calamity’s eyes widened in disbelief. There stood Cain, perfectly still, right in front of the weapon with his left hand extended. He hadn’t summoned a shield. He hadn’t cast any spell. He didn’t evade or brace for impact. He simply touched the spear with his middle and index fingers.

And all the terrifying power it held vanished in an instant.

Cain smiled as the golden light in his eyes flared brighter than a supernova. The chaotic energy inside the spear meant to shatter worlds flowed into his body, but thanks to the divine durability of his Primordial Mazinger Indestructible Body, he withstood it. Not only that—he absorbed it. He guided the destructive energy toward his core, transmuting it into pure, radiant force.

Then he raised his right hand.

”Bang.”

He whispered the word like a commandment before opening his palm and releasing all the converted energy in one concentrated beam.

”BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!”

A cannon of energy so massive it drowned the sky surged outward. The atmosphere lit up in a blinding storm of raw power. Even the towering figure of Saturn was swallowed by the flood.

”Don’t look down on me!” However, just as Cain expected the blast to overwhelm Divine Calamity and send him hurtling into the distance, the ArchDeity shouted it. He resisted the blast and, with a guttural roar, he twisted his massive body midair and retaliated, sweeping his spear sideways with impossible speed.

Cain’s eyes widened.

The spear, thousands of times larger than him, filled his vision. It was impossible to dodge or block. There was no room. No time.

”BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!”

A cataclysmic explosion erupted.

The spear’s impact unleashed a gravitational force so immense it seemed to ripple through the fabric of the world itself. Cain was blasted from the skies and sent crashing into the ocean like a falling meteor.

He plunged deeper and deeper until the sound of cracking rock echoed from the seafloor. The force of the strike was so great that it shattered the very crust beneath the ocean and embedded Cain deep into the oceanic abyss.

”RUMBLE!!!!”

The impact was so powerful that the Endlessdeath and Everlife Continents trembled. Gigantic tidal waves surged in all directions, crashing into shorelines with enough might to flatten everything in their path. Entire coastlines were wiped away in seconds.

Divine Calamity, however, didn’t care.

He paid no attention to the destruction his attack had caused. He prepared to march into the ocean to end Cain for good when something within him screamed.

An instinct older than memory flared, a primal terror surging up from the depths of his soul. His body froze.

Then the sky above him ignited.

Flames—crimson and endless—swept across the sky. The sea turned red and began to boil, steaming as though it had been replaced by molten blood.

A massive vortex formed in the heart of the ocean, connecting the surface to the dark trenches below. From its core, a red sun began to manifest—only to be eclipsed the next moment by a dark moon.

”CRACK!”

Two enormous arms burst forth through the eclipse—each so colossal they looked capable of grasping entire worlds.

Divine Calamity gripped his singularity spear tightly. A figure was emerging from the darkness, and then—two red eyes appeared. They blazed with such ancient power and profound will that for a moment, Divine Calamity’s thoughts froze.

Cain’s voice rang out, not just in the air, but from the earth, the sea, and the sky. Every lifeform across both continents heard it.

”Rise, Primarch of Conquest... Leviathan.”

With that command, the vortex exploded.

A being larger than a small world erupted from the eclipse, bursting into the highest skies at a speed so fast, even the Prima Deities struggled to follow. But Leviathan didn’t stop there. He kept soaring—breaking through the atmosphere of the Everstrifen Empyrean World and ascending into the void.

Chaotic energy storms circled him, but his aura was so potent that the very fabric of space burned near him. And he was visible from everywhere—both continents stared upward, awe and terror gripping their hearts.

Leviathan had evolved into an entity so powerful that even gods and titans trembled in fear at his presence. He was a creature of absolute domination.

A force of nature given form.

His body was a roiling mass of molten flesh, dark and pulsing with crimson light. He shone like a star on the verge of going supernova. Jagged horns curled from his skull, and his blazing red eyes glared with a fury older than time itself.

From his back spread six massive wings, half flame, half void—capable of sundering the boundaries of space and time. Trails of stars and shattered galaxies followed in his wake.

Every limb of his monstrous body radiated divine power. His arms were massive and muscular, each ending in claws that shimmered with searing red cores—cores that devoured energy and converted it into strength.

Arcane seals and power nexuses embedded into his palms and chest pulsed with divine light—the full manifestation of the Path of Conquest. These glowing sigils beat in rhythm with his movements, like the heartbeat of a god of war.

His tail dragged behind him, generating gravitational waves with every movement. Those waves were strong enough to shatter moons.

Every part of his being was a weapon.

”ROOOOOOAAAAARRRR!”

The Primarch of Conquest unleashed a roar that shook the stars. Fire erupted from his mouth in waves so intense that they could melt mountains and vaporize oceans. He was beyond what any Prima Deity could face, could set continents ablaze with his might.