The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1213

Chapter 1213: Level 27 Stellar Abyss Legend Chapter 1213: Level 27 Stellar Abyss Legend The region was a breathtaking expanse of snow and ice, a landscape sculpted by the relentless hand of winter.

Majestic ice formations towered like mountains, their crystalline structures catching the pale light and refracting it into a spectrum of ethereal colors.

In a specific location of the Endless Forest, giant icicles, measuring hundreds of thousands of meters, hung suspended impossibly in the sky, resembling floating peaks that seemed to defy gravity itself.

Positioned precisely, they formed natural windbreakers, causing the fierce gales that swept the land to flow past them, leaving the area they shielded in an eerie stillness.

This place was known as the Frozen Road-an ironic name, for it was the only path through the Endless Frost where one could momentarily escape the biting cold.

The road was a vast expanse of smooth, glittering ice that stretched as far as the eye could see.

The silence here was profound, broken only by the distant howl of winds swirling around the ice barriers.

That tranquility was soon disrupted by the arrival of a group of women gliding gracefully through the sky.

Each bore eyes that glowed with the luminescence of moonlight, their gazes serene yet piercing.

Their presence seemed to sever the very air around them; the icy winds that could freeze lesser beings in an instant were sliced apart before they could even brush against the women’s robes.

Leading the group was a young woman of striking appearance.

Her hair cascaded like a waterfall of violet silk, and her eyes shimmered with hues of silver and gold.

Meylin’s aura was immensely powerful, rivaling that of a Peak Stellar Abyss Legend.

A chill in her gaze matched the frosty landscape, a resolute focus and determination emanating from her very core.

The group descended gently onto the surface of the Frozen Road.

As they landed, they allowed their protective auras to relax slightly, the ethereal glow around them dimming.

The serenity of the moment was short-lived.

Within minutes, their eyes sharpened, and they tensed as they sensed powerful auras rapidly approaching from the distance.

Over the past two years, the killing intent honed in the Primeval World flared to the surface, and readiness for battle was evident in their stances.

Meylin’s expression remained cold, but as she discerned the identity of the newcomers, a subtle smile ghosted across her lips.

She quickly concealed it, turning to her companions with a calming gesture.

“It’s fine,” she reassured them softly.

“They are the dragons from the Tiamat Sect.” Her sisters exchanged glances before nodding, their tension easing.

They took deep breaths, the frosty air forming delicate crystals as they exhaled.

Relief washed over them at the realization that they would not have to engage in another brutal fight against mutated creatures.

They knew the dragons would not be reckless enough to provoke them, especially with the looming uncertainties within the Demon King’s Castle.

From the opposite end of the Frozen Road, a formidable group emerged.

Leading the Ancient Dragons was none other than Cain.

His colossal form now measured fifty-two thousand meters, an awe-inspiring sight.

Waves of scarlet heat radiated from his scales, creating a shimmering haze that pushed back the frost in a wide radius around him.

His eyes, a deep crimson, held a cold intensity as he regarded the group from the Moon Cult.

As Cain approached, his Eye of Gluttony activated instinctively, analyzing the aura of the Saintess.

He noted with a hint of surprise that Meylin had risen to Level 26, achieving the status of a Stellar Abyss Legend.

The last time their paths had crossed, she had been at Level 24.

Her ascending two levels in just two years was remarkable-her progress even outpacing his own, despite his Oniric Truth of Gluttony constantly nurturing his black hole.

‘Impressive,’ Cain’s expression remained stoic.

He chose not to dwell on it and instead led the dragons to land within the Frozen Road, a respectful few thousand meters away from the Moon Cult’s position.

While they were not enemies, they were not friends either, and maintaining a cautious distance was prudent.

The dragons and the saintesses observed one another in a silent exchange, each group subtly assessing the other’s strength.

The air was thick with unspoken tension.

Before any words could be spoken, a radiant light began to glow on the horizon.

The brilliance intensified rapidly, signaling the approach of another powerful force.

It was unmistakable-the Sun Church was drawing near.

Cain’s eyes narrowed, his instincts alerting him to potential danger.

His gaze focused on the figure at the forefront of the approaching group.

The radiance was blinding, but he could see through it with ease.

Leading the Sun Church’s contingent was Helios, his presence as overwhelming as the sun itself.

His aura was immense, his black hole emanating the power of a Level 27 Stellar Abyss Legend.

The ethereal wings of his Archangel Path spread wide, shimmering with divine light that seemed to purify the very air around him.

There was a palpable intensity to his aura, a testament to his significant growth.

Cain couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast between Helios and his followers.

While the other angels had grown stronger, their progress paled in comparison to that of the saintesses and the dragons.

They seemed diminished in Helios’s shadow, their auras lacking the same vigor.

‘Mmm, it appears Helios has hoarded all the treasures for himself, leaving only scraps for the rest,’ Cain mused silently.

He felt a fleeting sense of disdain but quickly dismissed it.

How the angels managed their affairs was of little concern to him.

If it were up to Cain, he would have eliminated them all, devoured their souls, and seized their Legendary Innate Abilities without hesitation.

The Sun Church’s group landed on the Frozen Road, positioning themselves equidistant from the dragons and the saintesses.

The atmosphere grew heavy with the convergence of such formidable powers.

The three groups stood in a tense triangle for a moment, each wary of the others.

Helios surveyed the scene, his golden eyes reflecting a cool confidence.

His gaze lingered on Cain, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

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