The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 2572 Transcendence... (I)

Earthʼs roads erupted under the strain of a cataclysmic clash, as an extraordinarily ferocious Fourth Realm battle unfolded across the shattered cityscape. Four warriors fought with everything they possessed, their movements too fast for ordinary perception, their power enough to unravel worlds.

Anark clenched his teeth and forced his battered body forward, leaping from the street just in time to evade a volley of crystalline missiles. They screamed past him and detonated moments later, their explosions followed by waves of searing fire that engulfed everything in their wake.

He barely had a moment to breathe before his instincts flared again. His eyes sharpened as Pyromancer Adam burst into the building with him, flames coiling around his form. With a cold, merciless

expression, the Curse Eater brought his hands together, and in an instant, his arms transformed into blazing conduits of destruction. A relentless barrage of fire spheres erupted forth, each one burning with the intensity of a supernova, flooding the interior with incandescent death.

Anark pushed himself to the absolute limit, weaving and dodging through the inferno as he closed the distance. Though he was outnumbered, Pyromancer Adam was already heavily wounded. If he could remove even one opponent from the battlefield, the balance of power might shift. That single thought drove him forward with unyielding determination.

But just as he was about to strike, the battlefield shifted again.

A massive claw burst into the building, tearing through metal beams. It lunged directly toward Anark with overwhelming force.

The True Primordialʼs eyes widened as he recognized the attack- Mytical Beast Adam. There was no room for hesitation. Void Primordial Force surged through his arms as he struck downward,

using the recoil to propel himself upward. He blasted through the ceiling in a violent burst, narrowly escaping the grasp of the colossal claw.

Yet escape did not bring safety.

Before he could stabilize himself, several missiles slammed into his back. The explosions tore into his flesh and sent him hurtling downward like a falling star. He crashed into the ground with brutal force, carving a crater beneath him. Pain surged through every fiber of his being, but he suppressed it instantly. There was no time to falter.

He forced himself up and leapt forward just as a massive beam of fire obliterated the spot where he had landed. Even though he had dodged the attack, the residual heat scorched his skin, leaving it charred and burning. Still, he pressed on, his mind racing.

This was impossible.

Facing all three Aspects simultaneously was simply too much. Each of them was a Fourth Realm existence. Individually, Anark might surpass them, but together they formed a perfect system. Their coordination was flawless, their abilities complementing each other seamlessly. It was as if he were fighting a single entity split into three perfectly synchronized bodies-which, in truth, he was.

The trio began to close in, moving from all directions, cutting off every possible escape route. Missiles, flames, and raw physical force converged upon him in a relentless storm. Anarkʼs eyes narrowed as he felt the heat of incoming attacks at his back.

At the last possible moment, he used a shattered statue as a stepping point and launched himself into the air, narrowly evading another devastating barrage from Devil Child Adam and Pyromancer Adam. But as he reached the apex of his leap, something even more terrifying awaited him.

Particles of burning light gathered in front of him, condensing into a massive form.

Mytical Beast Adam.

Despite his enormous size, the monstrous Aspect moved with unnatural speed, as though the very laws of Earth bent to accommodate his existence. It was not flight, nor simple movement- it was something deeper, a force that allowed him to transcend even the oppressive gravity of this domain.

He appeared mid-attack, his radiant claw descending upon Anark with a force capable of flattening reality itself.

There was no escape in midair.

Anark clenched his fists, channeling every ounce of Void Primordial Force he could muster into his strike. With a fierce roar, he met the incoming blow head-on.

”BOOOOOOM!”

A massive explosion of burning light and violet plasma erupted as claw and fist collided. Shockwaves rippled outward, shaking nearby buildings to their foundations. The clash was overwhelming, a collision of two forces that could devastate entire realms.

But Anark was no longer at full strength.

His wounds had begun to take their toll.

For a fraction of a second, his power faltered-and that was enough. The red claw pushed forward, overpowering his strike. Anarkʼs body was sent crashing into a towering building with devastating force. He tore through its upper levels, smashing from the ceiling down to the lower floors in a violent cascade of destruction. The entire structure groaned before collapsing inward, burying him beneath tons of debris.

Pain surged through him, his body screaming in protest, but even then, he refused to yield. He knew that remaining still, even for a moment, would mean death.

Yet before he could rise-

”BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!”

Explosions rained down upon the ruins. Fireballs and missiles

bombarded the debris relentlessly, trapping him beneath a storm of destruction. Devil Child Adam and Pyromancer Adam worked in

perfect unison, ensuring that he could not escape.

And then, something even worse began to unfold.

Mytical Beast Adam opened his massive jaws, wider and wider, until it seemed as though he sought to devour the very sky. Darkness began to creep across Earth as the light itself was drawn toward him. The environment dimmed rapidly, shadows stretching unnaturally as the radiance of the world was consumed.

More and more light vanished, absorbed into the colossal Curse Eater, until the entire sector was plunged into an eerie darkness.

All that energy-all that power-now resided within him.

His eyes glowed with cold, merciless intent as he focused on the

debris below, where Anark remained trapped.

Then his voice rang out, deep and draconic, echoing like the

judgment of a god.

”Horizon Devour Beam.”

In the next instant, he unleashed it.

A beam of incomprehensible power erupted from his maw, striking

directly into the rubble. The impact ignited everything, a pillar of blazing light erupting skyward as the entire area was consumed. The beam carved through the battlefield, rising higher and higher until it seemed to pierce the heavens themselves. Within that inferno, Anark was engulfed.