The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 2331: The Demon King’s power

The moment Hanzo saw Zanko being dismantled within that scarlet dimension, horror seized his heart. Without hesitation, he flashed into the distance, burning his own life force to flee as fast as possible. Fear overrode all reason; survival was the only thought left in his mind.

Cain merely glanced at the escaping Neo-Angel. He made no attempt to pursue. Once he was certain he was completely alone, the tension left his body all at once. His knees nearly buckled as blood began leaking from his eyes and nose, staining the ground.

”The rise in my soul force helped me greatly,” Cain muttered, his voice strained, ”but using the island’s Matrix is still too much for me.”

Taking several deep breaths, he steadied himself and began focusing on recovery. The immense flow of life force pouring in from Zanko’s remains surged through his body, reinforcing his battered form. Cain knew he could not afford to linger for long, but he also understood how vital it was to be at his peak in a place as dangerous as Origin Island.

”I’m getting closer and closer to the core of the island,” he thought grimly. ”Encounters will only become more frequent. I need to be careful. Even if I can defeat Middle Alpha-Omega Overgods, there are even stronger warriors among the forces of the Freedom Path.”

Once his condition stabilized, Cain moved to a more secure zone and fully committed himself to healing. As he did, a meaningful light crossed his eyes as memories of his connection with the Matrix resurfaced. Linking with the island’s rules had granted him an overwhelming burst of power—but it had also provided a flood of information.

”Someone altered the rules of Origin Island,” Cain realized. ”The timeline for its closure is much sooner.”

Although he had no idea who was responsible, he could not help but feel satisfied. His objective was to prevent anyone from using the Eternity Gate, and the faster the island closed, the better. Whatever unseen hand was accelerating the process, it aligned with his own goals.

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Just as Cain had predicted, battles across Origin Island intensified as warriors of the Life Path and the Freedom Path drew closer to the core.

Above a lake that appeared to be forged from lightning itself, two massive Neo-Angels stood facing a single opponent.

The first Neo-Angel was a dragon that resembled a living mountain. Its colossal body was wrapped in dark, cracked scales that looked like stone older than time itself. Jagged wings stretched behind it, torn and skeletal, crackling with molten energy and glowing veins of fire. Every breath it took radiated overwhelming pressure.

The second Neo-Angel possessed a colossal humanoid body carved from pale stone. Glowing fissures of molten red ran across its form, and four massive arms extended from its torso, each one seemingly capable of holding up the weight of the world.

Their names were Zylax and Paramount.

Not only were their physical forms awe-inspiring, but their auras were utterly terrifying. They were Late Alpha-Omega Overgods—existences whose combined power could make entire worlds tremble. Their might was sufficient to level Empyrean Worlds and burn Crimson Realms. Yet despite this, their expressions were filled with solemn caution.

They faced only one enemy.

A man no more than a few meters tall. Yet, despite his size, his aura dwarfed that of the duo.

He was the Demon King! Leader of the Life Path and one of the two strongest life forms in the entire Crimson World.

The Demon King glanced at the two Neo-Angels with a faint smile, though his eyes held nothing but cold brutality. Though overcoming his nature and becoming a True Depravita had erased his innate darkness, he was still a general who had led an armageddon across the Crimson World. When it came to battle, he remained as merciless as ever.

Silence reigned for a single second.

Then the Neo-Angels moved.

Zylax raised his massive dragon claw, summoning a golden lightning spear larger than his own body. The weapon compressed instantly, condensing into a perfectly formed spear that fit his grip before he hurled it forward with devastating force.

At the same time, Paramount clasped all four of his massive hands together. Pressure built between his palms as a dark sphere with a glowing red core formed, rapidly expanding and collapsing into a miniature star. With a thunderous roar, he launched it toward the Demon King.

The Neo-Angels went all out from the very beginning. They knew that the only way to leave this place alive was to wound the Demon King and seize an opportunity to escape.

Their attacks carried overwhelming power—enough to illuminate entire worlds—and were infused with cosmic forces of terrifying magnitude.

Yet the Demon King’s smile did not fade.

His eyes glowed as he calmly extended one hand forward.

It was a simple motion, but the sky shook, and the earth of Origin Island trembled violently. To the shock and awe of the Neo-Angels, two radiant golden hands emerged from behind the Demon King, slamming forward and colliding directly with the lightning spear and the miniature star.

”RUMBLE!”

Everything around them trembled. The ground shattered into pieces, and the sky rippled violently. Even so, the laws of the realm remained firm, containing the destruction and preventing reality from collapsing. It was a clear display of just how mighty the rules of Origin Island truly were.

For a brief moment, the attacks reached a stalemate.

Then the clash detonated, unleashing a massive explosion that inundated the entire area.

Zylax and Paramount rose into the air, exchanging glances as they wondered whether the blast had been their chance.

Unfortunately for them, the next second, the Demon King appeared directly between them.

With a single motion of his right hand, a golden palm materialized and struck Zylax’s massive body, blasting the dragon into the distance like a meteor.

Paramount roared as his power erupted, his four massive arms swinging forward in a desperate attempt to crush the Demon King.

The Demon King merely clasped his hand.

In the next instant, two golden palms closed around Paramount’s body, crushing the Neo-Angel between them with overwhelming force.

The battle began less than ten seconds ago.

Yet in that brief span, the Demon King had already proven why he was capable of rallying half of the universe behind him.