The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 1877: The man that controls the Power of Order!



Chapter 1877: The man that controls the Power of Order!



There was no time to lose.


Cain immediately sent his soul force into the Rank 12 Depravita Astral Supremacy Star. Luckily, this part was surprisingly easy—within seconds, the connection was forged. At the beginning, everything proceeded as it had with any other Astral Supremacy Star he had refined before. But the moment the bond was complete, reality shifted.


The world around Cain faded into layers of darkness.


He froze.


His mind spun with confusion, unsure of what was happening, until a faint light returned to his eyes. When he regained sight, Cain was inside the Rank 12 Depravita Astral Supremacy Star.


That alone was shocking. But what came next pushed Cain’s understanding of the cosmos to its breaking point.


He wasn’t just inside the star—he was sharing its view.


In front of him stretched a realm that could only be described in two words.


"Empyrean World." Cain was beyond shocked, as he knew this was not the Everstrife Empyrean World or any of the other nine.


The energy radiating from this place certainly bore a striking resemblance to the Nine Empyrean Worlds—yet it was different. Older. Heavier. Wilder. The spiritual aura flooding from it wasn’t just immense—it was cataclysmic, level ahead of anything he had felt in the Everstrife Empyrean World, and the only place that could compare was the Crimson World.


That purity and might were not the only things that made it special. The world was gargantuan, a monstrosity of scale and divine weight. Though it defied logic, Cain could sense the truth in his soul: this single world was nearly ten times the size of the Everstrife Empyrean World.


And that wasn’t even the most terrifying part.


Orbiting this super-Empyrean world were millions of planets, arranged in strange constellations and warped gravitational chains. As he focused on those words, what Cain felt from them made his blood run cold.


The aura of the Depraivta Race could be felt emanating from every single one of those planets! However, unlike the purity in the Demon King or Meylin, this was corrupted and chaotic, something Cain recognized immediately.


"Dark Sky!" The aura emanating from these planets belonged to the same chaotic, corrupted essence as that of the invaders of Aether.


"This is it," Cain whispered, eyes wide. "This is where they came from. The true enemy..."


Ever since he left Aether, Cain had searched for clues, for any hint of the true origin of the Depravita menace. Every memory he devoured, every soul he scanned—none had revealed the truth.


Now, it stood before him.


The homeworld of those who once attempted to control his home.


A searing, overwhelming killing intent surged from Cain’s soul. His entire being vibrated with the need for vengeance.


But before he could act, a sudden force struck him.


His soul trembled violently as two colossal red eyes appeared in the distance, emerging from the very core of the super-Empyrean world.


Cain’s breath caught.


The power behind those eyes was unlike anything he had ever felt.


Not even the Demon King, an Alpha-Omega Overgod life form, could equal it. It wasn’t just powerful—it was beyond comprehension.


Without a moment’s hesitation, Cain snapped himself out of the vision. He severed his psychic connection with the Rank 12 Depravita Astral Supremacy Star, forcing his mind back to his body with everything he had.


The very next nanosecond, a figure emerged in the void beyond the world’s borders.


He was shrouded in a cloak of blinding energy, his form hidden beneath a mantle of darkness. Yet even that concealment could not mask his eyes, two burning red orbs that radiated such intensity they seemed capable of piercing through the fabric of space-time.


The man’s gaze narrowed.


He had sensed something.


He began to focus, and with a thought, his consciousness pierced into the realm where the Depravita Astral Supremacy Stars resided—a place even ArchDeities could not enter.


But for him, it took only a moment of effort.


As his mind reached into the stars and confirmed the presence of another will—a foreign will—that had forged a connection with the Rank 12 Star, his expression sharpened further.


His aura flared violently, and behind him, a colossal entity manifested.


The figure was cloaked in a hooded mantle. Beneath the cowl, a mouth filled with rows of razor-sharp teeth gaped hungrily. Upon his head sat a dark, spiked crown, and from his back unfurled wings of endless shadow.


The man raised his voice.


"Power of Order!"


The wings of the crowned entity merged into the void, weaving themselves into the cosmic fabric of reality. Threads of cosmic power—countless and ancient—snapped into formation, glowing with celestial fire.


The man extended his hand, his voice echoing again.


"Order of Karma: Origin."


The void trembled as the threads of law shone brighter and brighter—until finally, a figure manifested before him.


Cain.


A perfect replica, forged from karma, memory, and causality.


The man studied the projection.


"A member of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe... And a Dreamwalker?"


He frowned.


Then his gaze settled on the glowing white star across Cain’s forehead.


A sudden flash of realization lit his eyes.


"A... Primordial."


Something clicked in his mind. He recalled a recent report. A young genius from the Everstrife Empyrean World. An anomaly with talent beyond reckoning.


"Cain Laurifer." All at once, thoughts flooded the man’s mind, racing through countless possibilities. This wasn’t just some random intruder. It was a Primordial, a member of the Taboo Race, who had connected with one of his Astral Supremacy Stars.


His hand rose once again, focused on the karmic thread between Cain and the star.


"Order of Karma: Severing Bond."


A blade of cosmic law formed in his palm, vibrating with reality-breaking power. The force to erase Cain’s connection to the Rank 12 Star now rested in his grasp.


And yet...


He paused.


A flicker of meaning passed through his burning eyes. Slowly, he lowered his hand. The cosmic blade faded, and the entity behind him—along with all control over the universe—vanished.


Without another word, the man turned and disappeared, flashing back into the massive world that loomed like a god in the void.


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End of Book 19 - Setting the world on fire



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