The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1100

Chapter 1100: White flame (II) Chapter 1100: White flame (II) The white flame was a force far more impressive than anything Cain had ever encountered in Aether or the Crimson World.

The only thing that could compare was the Samsara Flame in the [Samsara Arsenal Module].  As he gazed at its power, something deep inside his soul told him that the principles of the flames were the key for him to reach a whole new level of might.

Unfortunately for Cain, he didn’t have time to comprehend it as Marya raised her spear, her face twisted with fury.

“Damn lizard, die under the might of the Sun Lord’s fire!” With all her strength, Marya hurled the spear toward Cain, the ember of white flame burning brighter as it streaked through the sky like a divine arrow.

Cain’s eyes widened as he felt the pressure around him shift.

The space surrounding him became denser than Legendary steel as if the very fabric of reality had solidified, trapping him in place and preventing any attempt to dodge.

Forced to act, Cain instinctively raised Sky Breaker, pushed Dragon’s Wrath to the limit to enhance his physical strength, and burned every ounce of his power to block the oncoming attack.

His draconic aura flared, and the scarlet flames of Scarlet Reaper surged around his weapon as he braced for impact.

Deep in his soul, Cain knew this was no ordinary attack, carrying forces that seemed capable of bending reality.

If he didn’t go all out, unleashing every single iota of power his soul, energy, and body had, that spear would pierce his heart and kill him.

The spear slammed into Cain with terrifying force, propelling him across the sky like a missile.

The sheer speed of the attack was overwhelming as he was sent crashing into one of the jagged mountains of the Shattered Peak.

Rocks crumbled and shattered around him, but the danger was far from over.

Marya’s spear was relentless, imbued with that mysterious white ember of fire.

It wasn’t just a physical object-it felt alive as if it had its own will, intent on piercing through Cain’s heart and obliterating his very soul.

Cain gritted his teeth, every muscle in his dragonborn body straining as he used Sky Breaker to hold the spear at bay.

The pressure was immense, the white flame on the tip of the spear burning with a power far beyond anything he had ever faced.

Despite his strength, Cain was being pushed deeper into the mountain.

His body carved a trench through the rock as the spear pressed forward, showing no signs of stopping.

His draconic power flared as he fought to hold the spear off, but ominous cracks echoed around him.

Cain’s eyes widened in realization-the spear was slowly piercing through Sky Breaker!

Sky Breaker, a Legendary Weapon capable of withstanding tremendous force, was buckling under the power of the white flame.

The spear’s tip, burning with that otherworldly fire, was gradually breaking through the bastard sword, which was as strong as a Middle-Grade Legendary Artifact.

‘I have less than a second before it pierces my heart!’ Cain thought, the realization hitting him like a thunderbolt.

He was still uncertain of what would happen if he perished here, but he wasn’t ready to leave the Crimson World yet.

A sharp light flickered in Cain’s eyes as he made a snap decision.

He had only an instant.

Channeling every last ounce of his strength into Sky Breaker, he delayed the inevitable for a moment longer, just enough to make his move.

“BOOOOOMMMM!” With a final, bone-chilling crack, the massive bastard sword that had been by Cain’s side since the war with the Lynch Kingdom shattered into countless fragments, unleashing an explosion of energy that sent shockwaves through the air.

The mountain trembled under the sheer force of the blast.

Marya, Rodrick, and Dimitri hovered above the impact site, smiling as they saw the destruction unfold.

The trio carefully approached the hole in the mountain that Cain’s body had carved, their cautious instincts overriding their confidence in the outcome.

As the dust and debris settled, broad smiles of triumph spread across their faces.

Inside the cavernous hole, Cain lay motionless, his dragonborn body pinned to the mountain by the spear, now embedded deep into his chest.

His eyes were dull, the light in them faded-a clear sign of death.

Marya felt a sense of satisfaction as she gazed down at her fallen enemy.

Cain had proven to be far more resilient and powerful than she had anticipated.

His strength was overwhelming for a Dark Seed Legend, and his talent greater than her own, but that only made the victory sweeter.

“He was strong,” Marya murmured, more to herself than her companions.

“But strength means nothing before the will of the Sun Lord.

Lizards should know their place and bow to us, the superior beings.” Rodrick and Dimitri grinned alongside her, clearly reveling in their success.

As they prepared to harvest his body for anything of value, Marya’s instincts suddenly screamed at her.

Without hesitation, her body reacted on its own, moving to the side with blinding speed.

Rodrick and Dimitri, confused by her sudden movement, scanned the area in surprise.

At first, they saw nothing.

But then, their soul force erupted, warning them of immense danger.

Their minds broke through the illusion that clouded their senses.

As reality revealed itself, massive draconic jaws emerged, gleaming with dark scarlet flames.

The air crackled with oppressive energy as Cain’s massive scarlet dragon form appeared before them, with jaws snapping shut around Rodrick and Dimitri in an instant.

The warriors had no time to scream or react as their golden radiance was swallowed whole.

Cain’s hunger and fury had been unleashed, and the power of Scarlet Reaper surged within him as he devoured the two.

Marya’s eyes widened in shock and horror as she also broke free of the illusion.

“Impossible…” she whispered, staring at the scene in disbelief.

In front of her stood a massive dragon nearly ten thousand meters tall, its body marked by a gaping wound on its right shoulder.