The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1214

Chapter 1214: Into the Demon King’s Castle (I) Chapter 1214: Into the Demon King’s Castle (I) Cain couldn’t help but frown.

Despite the immense growth he had achieved over the past two years, he felt that the distance between himself and Helios, the prodigy from the Sun Church, had not diminished at all.

The scarlet dragon didn’t care whether his talent was superior or inferior to others.

What truly mattered was the deep instinct within his soul, whispering that Helios needed to be eliminated as soon as possible.

The thought gnawed at him, urging him to consume Helios’ body and soul, letting his scarlet flames devour every part of the young man.

But that wasn’t possible-not yet.

With no immediate action to take, Cain shifted his focus from the Sun Church and turned toward the group from the Moon Cult.

Two years and twenty-nine days had passed since their arrival in the Primeval World, and now the time had finally come to enter the Demon King’s Castle.

Helios also diverted his attention from the Ancient Dragons.

His gaze settled on Meylin and the saintesses, a meaningful light flickering in his eyes as he waited for them to reveal the promised entrance to the castle.

Meylin felt the weight of all eyes upon her, but she exuded nothing but peace and composure.

Her gaze was firm as she looked between the two groups.

Finally, she spoke, her voice clear and resonant.

“It is time.

Follow me; I will now guide you to the Demon King’s Castle.” With those words, Meylin and the saintesses moved forward, ascending gracefully into the sky.

They remained within the confines of the Frozen Road, using the natural barriers to shield themselves from the biting winds of the surrounding tundra.

While they had the power to repel the harsh elements, there was no reason to subject themselves to unnecessary discomfort.

The dragons and angels exchanged guarded glances.

Coldness and a hint of killing intent flickered in their eyes, but neither side made a move.

Silently, they followed after the Moon Cult’s group, maintaining a respectful distance and staying on guard.

They traveled for two hours, the landscape shifting as they advanced.

The silence was broken only by the distant howl of the wind and the soft rustle of wings cutting through the air.

Eventually, the path led them away from the Frozen Road’s protective confines, and the full force of the icy winds assaulted them.

The saintesses of the Moon Cult emitted sharp auras that sliced through the freezing air, creating a buffer against the cold.

Cain unleashed waves of heat from his scarlet flames, a shimmering aura that enveloped the dragons and melted the snowflakes before they could touch them.

Helios radiated a brilliant light, his divine energy forming a luminous barrier that shielded the angels.

Despite the harsh conditions, it didn’t take long for them to reach a sight that commanded awe-a colossal mountain of ice, towering into the heavens and glittering like a giant sapphire under the pale light.

The mountain’s surface was smooth but marked by intricate frost patterns resembling ancient runes.

Meylin and the saintesses halted before the ice mountain, their faces solemn.

They exchanged silent glances, communicating through their soul connections, leaving the others in suspense.

Cain observed the exchange, curiosity stirring within him.

He glanced at Eldrick, hoping the obsidian dragon might offer insight into this place’s significance.

Eldrick met his gaze and gave a slight shrug, indicating that the records of the Tiamat Sect held no mention of this location.

Narrowing his eyes, Cain sensed that there was more to this mountain than met the eye.

The Moon Cult wouldn’t have led them here simply to admire the scenery.

Focusing his energy, he activated his Eye of Gluttony, channeling his soul force to see what was hidden.

At first, everything seemed ordinary.

Then, subtle anomalies began to surface.

Tiny fissures threaded across the ice mountain, so minuscule they were nearly imperceptible-thinner than a strand of hair.

Yet, through these fissures, Cain detected an energy that made his heart skip a beat.

A familiar essence emanated from the cracks-an energy he knew all too well, one he had been absorbing for the past two years, which had granted him countless benefits.

‘Depravita Essence!’ Cain’s usually stoic demeanor faltered for a moment as shock rippled through him.

Deep within, his soul churned with unease.

Not only was Depravita Essence seeping from these fissures, but it was so pure that it made the essence he’d harvested from mutated creatures seem like diluted remnants.

Questions flooded his mind, but one realization rose above all others.

‘This is the source of the Depravita Essence-the place from which it has been spreading to the rest of the world.

There is no doubt now.

The Demon King is…

a Depravita, an immensely powerful one sealed within this ice for eons.’ “We will now shatter the ice and reveal the entrance to the Demon King’s Castle,” Meylin announced, her voice cutting through his turbulent thoughts.

Her words snapped Cain back to reality.

A sense of foreboding settled over him.

If they shattered the ice to access the Demon King’s Castle, would they inadvertently release this being?

Cain took a deep breath, steadying himself as he turned his attention back to the Moon Cult.

Opening the entrance was supposed to be a moment of triumph-a gateway to untold wealth and glory.

But now, the act seemed fraught with peril, possibly spelling doom for all of them.

A complicated expression crossed Cain’s face as he grappled with his options.

When it came to the Depravita race, there were no easy answers.

He lacked the power or authority to stop what was about to happen.

Moreover, even if they didn’t act now, the ice was already weakening-it would break on its own in time.

‘I can only watch and be prepared for whatever comes next,’ Cain thought, a sigh escaping his lips.

Annoyance washed over him as he recognized how powerless he was at this moment.

In stark contrast to Cain’s internal struggle, Helios stood with an aura of barely contained excitement.

His golden eyes burned with a mixture of thrill and anticipation that he seemed unable-or unwilling-to hide.

His desire for what lay beyond the ice grew stronger by the second.

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