The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1095

Chapter 1095: Dragons vs Suns Chapter 1095: Dragons vs Suns Book 12 – A Tale of Dragons and Lords — Aurelius Arken stood in the center of the Hellgaping Belt, his sharp blue eyes scanning the devastation before him.

His black hair, streaked with silver, blew in the hot wind rising from the volcanic range.

The air was thick with ash and sulfur, but they could not hide the fury that burned within his eyes.

He was the head of House Arken, a Level 29 Stellar Abyss Legend, and one of the most powerful figures on the South Coast Alliance.

His very presence demanded fear and respect.

If he unleashed the full might of the black hole that contained his True Name, entire regions of the sky would be swallowed in darkness.

Yet, despite all his power, nothing could change the fact that Aurelius had failed.

The battlefield was a ruin of mangled corpses, shattered earth, and trembling volcanoes.

Signs of a fierce battle, no older than twenty hours, lay before him.

Despite his relentless effort, crossing vast distances in a short time, he had not made it in time to prevent the escape from his prey.

Aurelius clenched his fists, his soul trembling with the intensity of his rage.

His sharp features twisted in anger as he surveyed the scene, his piercing gaze taking in every detail of the destruction.

For several moments, the rage coursed unchecked through him, but then he forced himself to calm down.

His expression hardened, turning cold and calculating.

He had come for answers, and he would find them.

Taking a deep breath, Aurelius closed his eyes and extended the power of his soul into the volcanic mountain range.

The immense energy radiating from his being began to seep into the land.

The air itself seemed to vibrate under his influence as his soul reached out, searching for lingering traces of what had transpired.

The power of a Level 29 Stellar Abyss Legend was so immense that it could penetrate the echoes of time, allowing him to hear the lingering cries and witness the remnants of the battle.

It wasn’t long before Aurelius began to hear the terrified screams of those who had perished.

A vision flashed before his eyes-a massive scarlet dragon wreathed in flames, tearing through the Legends and Sky Lords with ruthless efficiency.

He saw the flames, the sheer destruction, and the immense power that had wiped out the group.

The dragon was colossal, over four thousand meters long, its dark scarlet scales gleaming with a terrifying heat and raw energy.

Its presence was cataclysmic, a force that reshaped the landscape.

This was no ordinary Dark Seed Legend-this was something much more powerful.

Aurelius opened his eyes, his voice low as he murmured a single word: “Abaddon.” It was the name the scarlet dragon had declared to his victims as he massacred them.

Aurelius frowned as he had no idea who this person was, or what type of background he possessed.

The Stellar Abyss Legend’s rage swelled once more.

He wanted nothing more than to hunt down the scarlet dragon, to tear him apart for all he had taken from him.

However, Aurelius did not reach his status by being stupid.

The mainland of the Helix Continent was vast, and his influence beyond the South Coast was limited.

Charging in blindly would be dangerous, even for someone of his power.

‘I can’t act recklessly.

First, I must gather every bit of information I can about this Abaddon,’ Aurelius’s eyes glowed with cold determination.

He would use every connection and every resource at his disposal.

House Arken’s vast network would be put to work to uncover the truth about this scarlet dragon.

As Aurelius determined his path, he had no idea that his pursuit of Abaddon would spark a grand tale.

Soon, legends would spread across the South Coast like wildfire, striking fear and awe into all who heard the name.

— Far from the South Coast, across the Helix Continent, an entirely different scene unfolded.

A massive dark sea stretched endlessly in all directions, its surface shimmering like black oil, thick and viscous.

The ocean churned with unnatural energy, each ripple sending waves of darkness across the surface.

The water reflected no light, creating an eerie beauty that was both mesmerizing and foreboding.

However, the tranquility was shattered by violent explosions that rippled across the sky and sea.

Gargantuan serpentine creatures clashed with beings of pure light.

On one side were dragons, some more than ten thousand meters long, their wings beating with such force that whirlwinds formed in the dark sea below.

Their roars echoed through the heavens, shaking the air itself.

On the other side were winged humanoid figures, glowing with the radiant power of the sun.

Their forms were blinding, cutting through the darkness like blades.

Their wings were ethereal, forged from pure energy, and they moved with the might of celestial beings, wielding weapons made from the light itself.

The battle was cataclysmic.

Every strike, every clash of claw against light, sent shockwaves across the dark sea.

Dragons and beings of light fell, their bodies crashing into the inky blackness below, swallowed by the sea.

The sky above was torn apart by flashes of light and fire, the conflict so intense it seemed as if the heavens and earth would break.

At the center of this apocalyptic conflict stood two beings of unmatched power.

One was an immense dark dragon, its eyes burning like molten lava, its wings spanning miles.

Opposite it stood a radiant man with short black hair and eyes that glowed with golden flames.

His wings of light stretched majestically across the sky, and his presence was so bright that even the darkness of the sea could not dim it.

Cain would recognize this man in an instant.

He was the same figure who had saved the Trinity Kingdom years ago.

“Bahamut, your time is up!” the man shouted, his voice ringing with righteous fury.

“The Sun Lord has declared your sect a blasphemy to his will, and it will be erased!” The words echoed across the battlefield, filled with the weight of divine judgment.