The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1220

Chapter 1220: Killing the Flesh Construct (II) Chapter 1220: Killing the Flesh Construct (II) The sudden surge shattered the ice and dispersed the shadows that had restrained its arms.

With newfound ferocity, the Flesh Construct swung its newly freed limbs with terrifying speed, determined to crush the trio.

Shock and terror flashed in the eyes of Eldrick and Zalgrim as they saw the massive palms of the Flesh Construct hurtling toward them from both sides, intent on crushing their bodies in a brutal collision.

The colossal hands moved with terrifying speed, the air screaming in protest as they closed in.

Death seemed imminent.

But even as he faced certain doom, Cain did not lose focus.

He ceased his breath attack and redirected all his power into his Earthquake Blow technique.

“Keep firing!” His telepathic command echoed into the minds of Eldrick and Zalgrim.

For a fraction of a second, the obsidian and lightning dragons hesitated.

Their instincts screamed at them to flee, the overwhelming danger pressing upon them like a physical weight.

Yet, their determination and trust in the young scarlet dragon were absolute.

Clenching their claws, they continued unleashing their Dragon Breaths, pouring every ounce of power they had into the attack.

Under the astonished gazes of dragons, angels, and saintesses alike, Cain reached out with his claws as though grasping the very fabric of reality itself.

Every muscle in his body strained, his scales glowing with an intense inner light.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” With a guttural roar that seemed to shake the foundations of the castle, Cain twisted his claws, exerting his power upon the fabric of space.

For a moment, reality itself seemed to warp.

The very dimensions tilted as though up and down had been violently inverted.

Space distorted around them, and everything seemed out of place for a second.

The Flesh Construct stumbled, losing its footing in the sudden shift.

Its massive palms, which had been moments away from obliterating the trio, veered off course-one hand soaring upward, the other plummeting downward-leaving the three dragons untouched in the eye of the spatial storm.

Eldrick and Zalgrim stared in disbelief, their eyes wide with awe and confusion.

The sheer magnitude of Cain’s power was unlike anything they had ever witnessed.

“Lightning and fire on me!” Cain’s voice thundered across the chaotic battlefield.

Snapped out of their stupor, the Ancient Dragons of the Stormfang and Flameborn Heads reacted without hesitation.

From all around, dragons channeled their elemental energies, beams of lightning and torrents of fire converging toward Cain.

The energies swirled around him, a maelstrom of elemental fury that obeyed his will, refusing to harm him.

Cain opened his jaws wide, inhaling deeply as he absorbed every iota of energy.

His scales shimmered with a blinding light, and the air crackled with raw power.

With a mighty roar, he unleashed his most potent attack once more, now magnified by the combined might of his brethren.

A spiraling beam of plasma erupted from his maw, a fusion of lightning, fire, and his own gluttonous energy.

The beam shot forward, cutting through the distorted space and striking the Flesh Construct point-blank in the face.

The three attacks intertwined once more, reaching an even greater might, forming a colossal blast that shattered the last defenses of the Flesh Construct.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!” A deafening explosion shook the hall as the beam overwhelmed the abomination.

The Flesh Construct’s head disintegrated under the combined assault, fragments of stone and flesh vaporizing into nothingness.

Silence fell over the battlefield.

The Ancient Dragons watched as the two-hundred-thousand-meter-tall Flesh Construct trembled, its massive form swaying unsteadily.

Then, with a slow inevitability, its headless corpse began to topple backward, crashing to the ground with a resounding boom that sent shockwaves through the castle.

For a heartbeat, there was only echoing silence.

Then, a chorus of thunderous roars erupted from the dragons, a triumphant cry that reverberated through the hall.

“ROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRR!!!” They had managed to defeat a Void Eclipse construct-a being powerful enough to challenge even their Grand Elders!

Their eyes turned to Cain, the scarlet dragon who had made this victory possible.

Cain felt their gazes upon him, a mixture of awe, respect, and gratitude.

Exhaustion weighed heavily on him; his energy reserves were nearly depleted from the monumental effort.

But he stood tall in the sky, refusing to show any weakness.

This was only the first hurdle, and many more would be ahead.

If he was to lead them to absolute victory, he needed to embody unwavering strength.

With majestic grace, Cain descended and landed atop the fallen Flesh Construct.

He lifted his head high and unleashed a mighty roar, his voice merging with those of his fellow dragons.

“ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRR!” The combined might of their roars shook the very air, a proclamation of their dominance.

Their smiles widened as they realized they were the first to vanquish their enemy.

In the distance, the Moon Cult’s saintesses and the Sun Church’s angels were still locked in fierce combat with their own Flesh Constructs.

Cain’s eyes narrowed as he observed the other battles.

He turned his gaze toward the saintesses.

Meylin and her companions moved with practiced harmony, their energies fusing as they engaged the massive Flesh Construct.

Silver, golden, and violet moonforce shimmered around them, their coordinated attacks slowly but surely wearing down the creature.

Their battle lacked the explosive spectacle of the Ancient Dragons’, but their precision and unity were undeniably powerful, showcasing flawless teamwork.

Shifting his focus, Cain studied the Sun Church’s confrontation.

His eyes narrowed further as he watched Helios clash head-on with the Flesh Construct’s blows-the same devastating strikes that had sent Cain crashing to the ground earlier.

Helios moved with surprising strength, each exchange of blows sending shockwaves through the air.

His body seemed stronger than even a Late Legendary Treasure, and the blasts of energy emerging from him reached the Void Eclipse Tier!

The most striking detail was the six radiant wings unfurled behind Helios.

It was clear that he had ascended to the rank of Archangel!

However, while Helios displayed remarkable prowess, the rest of the angels struggled.

They were barely holding their ground against the Flesh Construct’s relentless attacks.

The disparity in power was stark.

It became evident that Helios had been hoarding the most significant resources over the past two years, enhancing his own strength at the expense of his comrades.

Under normal circumstances, such behavior would have sowed seeds of resentment among the other angels, especially those like Oviron, known for their arrogance.

Yet none of them showed any signs of discontent, their faces devoid of pride or envy.

A frown creased Cain’s brow.

Something was amiss, but he couldn’t quite grasp what it was.

There was an undercurrent of unease in the way the angels acted, a hidden truth he could not yet uncover.

After a moment, he decided to set aside his concerns.

There would be time to investigate later.

For now, he needed to recover his strength.

Cain turned his attention back to the fallen Flesh Construct beneath him.

Without hesitation, he opened his jaws and sank his fangs into the headless corpse.

The taste was a mixture of metallic and bitter, but the energy within was potent.

As he consumed the remnants of the abomination, he felt a surge of power coursing through his veins.

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