The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 2296: To the Fourth Realm (II)

The Enlightened One and Meylin nodded to Cain’s words, trusting him, so they did not waste time and headed toward their Divien Kingdoms.

Once he was alone, Cain ascended to the highest reaches of the sky and faced the vast barrier that separated the realms. It stretched endlessly before him, invisible yet absolute, a silent wall forged from laws older than most civilizations. He took a deep breath, steadying his thoughts, as his eyes began to glow with a bright scarlet light.

Although it was true that Cain could unleash Chaos of Worldbreak: Ragnarok and forcibly shatter the barrier, there was no need to resort to such extremes. That technique carried an immense backlash, and Cain was not the kind of warrior who relied solely on brute force when a more refined solution existed.

The Power of Chaos was not merely destruction incarnate. At its deepest level, it allowed Cain to resonate with the principles and rules of the universe itself—to sense the hidden harmonies beneath apparent disorder. By attuning himself to reality, Cain could locate the weakest point in the Realm Barrier instead of waiting for it to erode naturally or tearing it apart outright.

Days passed as Cain hovered at the edge of the Second Realm, his senses stretched to their limit. He remained motionless, allowing the Power of Chaos to ripple outward in subtle waves, testing the barrier inch by inch across vast distances. Finally, just as Meylin and the Enlightened One returned from settling their affairs, Cain’s eyes sharpened.

He had found it.

The trio regrouped in the sky, their expressions calm yet resolute. Cain gestured forward.

”Follow me.”

He flashed into the distance, crossing continents in moments, with the Buddha and the True Depravita of Original Sin close behind. Soon, they reached a remote corner of the Second Realm, far removed from any battlefield or domain.

The Enlightened One and Meylin focused their senses—and both stiffened in surprise.

The barrier here was different.

It was thinner. Softer. Its resistance wavered like a weakened membrane rather than an impenetrable wall.

They exchanged glances, awe flickering in their eyes. They had only detected the weakness because they were standing directly before it—yet Cain had sensed it from continents away.

The Neo-Demon did not waste time. The Power of Chaos surged through his body, and his Crimson Wings shifted, reshaping into vast Wings of Chaos.

Sensing the concern in his companions, Cain shook his head.

”I will not use a Chaos Art to cross into the Third Realm. I’ll open a passage here and navigate through the barrier itself until we reach a corresponding weak point on the other side. For that, I only need Chaos in its fundamental state—something my current soul force can endure.”

Though relieved that Cain would avoid a catastrophic backlash, Meylin and the Enlightened One were nonetheless stunned. Navigating within a Realm Barrier was nearly impossible. The interior was a domain of twisted laws and erratic causality, where even Alpha-Omega Overgods struggled to maintain direction. That was why most simply pierced through from one realm to another.

Yet neither of them voiced doubt.

Cain had defied impossibility too many times for hesitation to take root.

He smiled faintly, then spread his Chaos Wings wide, enveloping both of them in protective folds. Sky Devourer flashed, and with a precise strike, Cain tore open a narrow hole in the barrier. Without pause, he lunged forward, dragging them into the breach.

Disorientation struck instantly.

Colors beyond spectrum flooded Meylin’s vision. Space bent and folded upon itself. Time lost all meaning. She could not tell up from down, forward from backward. The Enlightened One fared little better, golden light flickering around him as he struggled to anchor his perception.

Cain, however, moved without hesitation.

To him, the disarray was not senseless. Through resonance, he interpreted the warped rules, aligning himself with them rather than resisting. What appeared as erratic movement to his companions was, in Cain’s perception, a straight and continuous path.

He guided them forward, weaving through fractures of distorted causality, adjusting his course with flawless intuition.

A week and a half passed within the barrier.

At last, Cain sensed it—the rise of another Realm Barrier ahead. Two more days of careful navigation followed before he found the corresponding weak point. Gathering his strength, Cain struck with Sky Devourer, blasting open an exit.

The trio emerged into the Third Realm.

The first time that Cain reached the Third Realm, everything was peaceful. But this time, Cain did not arrive in a quiet, isolated region.

They appeared beneath a raging battlefield.

Above them, ArchDeities clashed, divine powers tearing through the sky as members of the Freedom Path and Life Path fought for dominance.

”As expected,” Cain thought coldly. ”Urin was not the only one ordered to accelerate conquest.”

There was no time for observation.

Meylin and the Enlightened One were still reeling from the journey through the barrier—but Cain was already moving. Despite the strain lingering in his body, he surged upward, piercing the sky like a scarlet comet.

Sky Devourer struck.

An ArchDeity from the Freedom Path—locked in combat with a Life Path warrior—never even understood what happened. Cain’s sword pierced straight through his chest, and a wave of power followed, smashing into the man’s mind and knocking him unconscious instantly.

Before gravity could claim the falling body, the Scarlet Throne manifested. The ArchDeity vanished into it, sealed beyond escape.

The entire exchange took less than a second.

By the time the surrounding warriors realized something was wrong, Cain was already moving again. Panic spread like wildfire among the Freedom Path ArchDeities.

”Scarlet King!”

The name alone shattered their resolve.

Even if they did not yet know of Urin’s death, they knew Cain had defeated Bradly. That alone meant annihilation awaited them if they stayed.

They fled.

Cain intercepted a second ArchDeity, sending another captive into the Scarlet Throne. When he lunged for a third, the enemy activated a rare teleportation treasure and vanished in a flash of distorted light.

Cain did not pursue further.

Instead, he hovered calmly in the sky and extended his consciousness into the memories of his captured prey. Information flooded his mind—battle lines, power distributions, political tensions.