The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 2276: The end of an Empyrean World (I)

The fact that an Alpha-Omega Overgod existed within the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe was staggering. For countless eras, it had been accepted as truth that no Empyrean World—just like the Everstrifen Empyrean World—retained access to the techniques that transcended the ArchdDeity Rank.

Since the end of the First Era, that power had been lost, buried beneath the weight of cosmic decline or other most mysterious reason. And yet, here one stood: a Godlayer human whose aura surpassed the limits of creation and carried the unmistakable pressure of an Alpha-Omega Overgod.

But while such a revelation would have shaken the universe on any other day, there was little room for awe or admiration in the hearts of Cain, Cipher, or any of the frontline powerhouses.

Even with all their strength, even with all their hidden cards, these two late-arriving champions had remained silent until now—unmoving, offering no aid while the Heart of the Root threatened to erase the entire Nine Empyrean Suns Universe. They had watched from afar as others bled, struggled, and burned their lives away to prevent the apocalypse.

But resentment, however justified, could not be indulged. Not now. The Heart of the Root was already advancing.

Sensing the presence of the Atrox Immortus champion and the Alpha-Omega Overgod Godslayer Human, the massive tumor of flesh and decay naturally turned toward the world least protected by powerhouses. Space-time shuddered, the fabric of the void rippling as the colossal mass accelerated with overwhelming force toward its chosen target.

The moment Cain realized where it was heading, his expression hardened.

The Abyssalcrown Empyrean World.

He knew that world well. Only months ago, he had invaded it himself, which was precisely why its defenders were so few and weakened. And now, as the vision of countless corpses fused into the flesh-soaked layers of the Heart of the Root flashed through his mind, Cain felt another vision overlay it—one granted by the World Will’s perception.

He saw the Abyssalcrown’s trillions of citizens staring into the sky, witnessing an abomination of tendrils and rotting flesh racing toward them. He saw families clutching their children, faces twisted in helpless terror. He felt their despair.

His fists tightened until sparks crackled.

”Goddammit!”

The roar tore from his throat before he turned to the powerhouses of the Everstrife Empyrean World. Every one of them had already reached the same conclusion. They exchanged sharp nods, and without hesitation, their figures burst forward as streams of light, leaving their homeworld’s perimeter and rushing toward the approaching catastrophe.

The Heart of the Root had already chosen its target. Their world was momentarily safe. This was their chance—perhaps the only one—to intervene.

Cain drew in a sharp breath as his eyes ignited with scarlet light. Behind him, the Wings of Chaos manifested once more, embedding themselves into reality, linking his soul, will, and essence to every person connected to him through the Power of Chaos.

Anark could create portals, but only when worlds were close. There was no time for that. The responsibility fell entirely on Cain.

With the Power of Chaos fortifying his abilities and mastery over cosmic forces, he unleashed a ferocious roar and struck the Empyrean Wall itself. Reality cracked, allowing him to carve open a wormhole that bridged the vast cosmic gulf in mere moments.

Blood streamed from his eyes as the wormhole stabilized, but he could not afford to care. Consequences were meaningless if the Abyssalcrown died before they arrived. He charged through the swirling tunnel of warped reality, the rest of the Everstrife powerhouses following at his heels.

The instant they emerged, Cain and Anark shot toward the Heart of the Root, while Leonidas and the others descended upon the Abyssalcrown Empyrean World. The mission was not to stop the Heart of the Root—they all knew that was impossible with their current numbers and strength. Their goal was simpler:

Save as many people as they could.

Cain and Anark would hold back the world-sized tumor for as long as their bodies endured. Everyone else would search for survivors and evacuate them into their Inner Universes and spatial treasures.

Determination sharpened the gazes of both True Primordials as they confronted the world-eating monstrosity thundering toward the Abyssalcrown Empyrean World.

Cain summoned a flame of thirty-three colors and sent it toward Anark. Channeling the Absolute Life Form System’s power and burning the Spirit Destiny Force he had gained from shattering the decapitated head, he ensured that the True Primordial would receive the Tribulation Enhancement he desperately needed.

A faint smile broke across Anark’s otherwise grim face as oceans of world energy wrapped around him. His broken body and soul force rapidly mended, and an immense surge of energy erupted through his flesh and blood. His power ignited anew.

”ARGHHHH!”

The True Primordial of the Void released a primeval roar, his body expanding into a gargantuan form of cosmic might.

Cain had no such luxury; the Tribulation Enhancement was spent. But he forced more strength into himself regardless, gathering every ounce of determination left in his battered being.

And then the two Primordials charged.

Anark slammed into the Heart of the Root with cataclysmic force, his colossal arms carving deep trenches through its rotting surface. The monstrous tumor’s momentum faltered. Cain’s Wings of Chaos unleashed countless tendrils of scarlet light, each one anchoring itself to space-time and dragging against the advancing horror.

”RUMBLE!”

The void convulsed violently as the Primordials collided with the Heart of the Root. Space fractured; time twisted; reality groaned under the titanic forces struggling across the abyss.

Meanwhile, Leonidas and the other Everstrife powerhouses were already streaking across the Abyssalcrown Empyrean World at their highest possible speed. Fortunately, they knew every corner of this world intimately after their previous invasion, allowing them to locate population centers almost instantly.

They moved with terrifying efficiency—every step saving millions, every heartbeat pulling people out of death’s shadow. But the population exceeded trillions, and every second counted.

Above them, Cain and Anark pushed with all they had, their roars echoing through the collapsing void as they held the world-devouring tumor at bay.