The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1051

Chapter 1051: Legendary Soul Devourer (II) Chapter 1051: Legendary Soul Devourer (II) Cain had just finished the incantation when his eyes twitched.

He felt how the darkness dragon had faded, destroyed by Grand Lich Morkon, and he wouldn’t be able to summon it again for a long time.

However, that did not matter since all the preparations were complete.

The Soul Devourer Class Ritual for ascension to the Legendary Realm was known as the Gate of the Soul Devourer.

It was an extremely evil and cruel ritual involving the construction of a large, intricate pentagram on a battlefield.

The pentagram, inscribed with gray flames containing consumed spirits, was designed to trap the souls of those who perished within its bounds.

As the battle raged and combatants fell within the bounds of the pentagram, their souls were trapped by the ritual’s power.

The pentagram absorbed the essence of each fallen warrior, silently charging with their spiritual energy, undetectable even to the senses of Legends.

The pentagram continued to charge with each additional soul, building a reservoir of immense spiritual energy.

The Soul Devourer was the only one who could feel the power growing inside.

Once the pentagram was sufficiently charged, the Soul Devourer activated it using a massive amount of gray flames charged with soul force and summoned the Gate of Soul Devourer.

After that, the cultivator had to stand before it and utter an incantation-a series of ancient, powerful words that resonated with the energy of the captured souls and opened the gate.

Once the gate was opened, according to the Soul Devourer Legendary Cultivation Technique, only a Void Eclipse Legend could stop it, as only they had the power to interfere with the ancient power being unleashed through the ritual.

Grand Lich Morkon knew nothing of this.

Even if he did, he would still attack.

His instincts screamed for him to either kill that boy or run away as fast as he could.

The moment he set sail for the Trinity Kingdom, the man had given up any idea of retreating, so he charged forward full of killing intent.

“Darkness Grip!” Grand Lich Morkon shouted as he pointed his hand forward, generating a massive palm of necrotic energy that charged toward Cain with more than enough might to obliterate his body.

Unfortunately for Grand Lich Morkon, just as the massive Legendary Spell was about to reach Cain, an overwhelming energy pulse emerged from the Gate of Soul Devourer, shattering the massive necrotic palm.

It didn’t stop there as it also reached Grand Lich Morkon, sending him flying away while puking blood.

The Legends from the Trinity Kingdom and Lynch Kingdom were shocked to the point that their battle stopped, leading to a halt on the entire battlefield as everybody looked to the sky in awe.

There was a massive energy field emanating from the gate, and it was so powerful that it managed to repel even someone as strong as Grand Lich Morkon.

Yet, standing right in front of it was none other than Cain.

His entire face was covered in blood, but there was a calm smile as he stared at the dark vortex inside the Gate of Soul Devourer.

An ethereal pulse of power emerged from the Gate of Soul Devourer, resonating with the massive flaming pentagram that covered Bravos.

The people on both sides were already shocked by the gate, but their awe grew even stronger as streams of ghostly light and shadow poured from the pentagram into the gate.

The pentagram on the ground, now glowing with an eerie intensity, seemed to pulse in rhythm with the gate.

The air around it crackled with raw energy, creating a chilling atmosphere that sent shivers down the spines of all who witnessed it.

The symbols and runes inscribed within the pentagram glowed brighter, their ancient power becoming more tangible with each passing second.

The streams of ghostly light and shadow, swirling like spectral rivers, moved with an almost sentient grace, converging towards the gate.

The faces within those streams were unmistakable, belonging to fallen warriors from both the Lynch Kingdom and the Trinity Kingdom.

Even the faces of fallen Legends were among them, their expressions frozen in a mix of pain and resignation.

As these souls were siphoned through the portal and directed into Cain’s body, he began to glow with a dark, radiant energy.

The glow pulsed in time with the beat of his heart, each pulse growing stronger and more intense.

The power he absorbed made his aura expand, marking an evolution.

For the soldiers and Sky Lords of the Trinity Kingdom, the scene was a complex mix of emotions.

The sight of their fallen comrades’ souls being used in such a ritual was heart-wrenching and filled them with rage.

Yet, Cain was a supreme genius capable of killing Legends as a Sky Lord, and if he advanced to the next realm, there might be a chance to turn the tides.  The Legends of the Trinity Kingdom, battered and weary, could do little but watch.

Their expressions were grim, their eyes filled with a mixture of horror and reluctant acceptance.  The soldiers of the Lynch Kingdom, however, looked on with cold disdain.

The sight of their own dead being used in the ritual only fueled their hatred for Cain.

They wanted nothing more than to kill him, but they could not get near the young man.  Cain could feel the gazes focused on him, a burning intensity that seemed to pierce through the dark energy surrounding him.

He knew that his actions would greatly affect his reputation, but he had never cared about that.

Trinity Island was never meant to be his home, and these people were just temporary allies.

His primary goal was power, and he would do whatever it took to achieve it.

As the ritual reached its climax, a cocoon of dark energy formed around Cain’s figure, hiding his body from anyone’s sight.

The cocoon pulsed with the energy of the devoured souls, creating a barrier that prevented any form of soul strike from reaching him.