The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1232

Chapter 1232: Strange fruit Chapter 1232: Strange fruit As Cain descended deeper into the lake, more and more roots emerged from the blue lotuses.

Sensing that their hypnotic powers were ineffective against the scarlet dragon, the lotuses unleashed a renewed killing intent.

The roots thrashed violently, converging on Cain with relentless ferocity.

Cain merely smiled-a cold, unyielding expression that sent chills through the onlookers above.

A brutal brilliance glowed in his eyes as the Reaper’s Touch enveloped his claws, a dark aura that seemed to devour the very light around him.

With effortless grace, he tore through the onslaught of roots, each swipe slicing them into lifeless fragments that drifted away in the water.

The lotuses were formidable, pulsing with malevolent energy, but their true might lay in their hypnotic allure-a power Cain was utterly immune to.

Against someone who wielded absolute control over his emotions and will, they were nothing more than fodder.

Above the surface, the dragons, saintesses, and angels watched in awe and trepidation.

Cain moved like a force of nature, an unstoppable tempest cutting a swath through the lotuses’ attack.

The water around him churned with the remnants of the destroyed roots, creating whirlpools that reflected the chaos of the battle.

“He’s…

unstoppable,” Zalgrim murmured, his lightning-infused scales crackling with residual energy.

Eldrick nodded with a wide smile, his obsidian eyes never leaving Cain’s form.

“His power has truly reached a whole new level after defeating the Mirage Serpent.” As Cain continued his descent, the lotuses intensified their assault.

Dozens of roots became hundreds, then thousands, forming a writhing mass that sought to engulf him entirely.

Yet Cain pressed on, his claws and tail lashing out with devastating efficiency.

His power continued to grow as he let the full might of his Oniric Truth of Wrath course through his body.

The roots disintegrated upon contact with his claws, unable to withstand the combined might of his body and the Reaper’s Touch.

Finally, Cain reached the bottom of the lake.

Before him lay a colossal expanse where myriad blue lotuses bloomed in eerie unison.

Their petals glowed brighter here, casting the surroundings in an ethereal light that belied their deadly nature.

Sensing imminent danger, the lotuses ceased their root-based attacks.

Instead, they began to pulse rhythmically, building up energy for a new form of assault.

The water vibrated with an ominous frequency as the lotuses prepared their next move.

Without warning, a blinding explosion of light erupted from the flowers.

A massive force field burst forth, expanding in all directions.

The sky-blue barrier was majestic and terrifying-a dome of sheer power that distorted the very fabric of the space it occupied.

It surged upward, breaking the lake’s surface and extending into the air above.

On the shore, the dragons, saintesses, and angels felt the shockwave ripple through the ground beneath them.

“Retreat!” Meylin shouted, urgency lacing her voice.

They didn’t need to be told twice.

Utilizing every ounce of strength, they pulled back from the lake’s edge.

The humming from the lotuses had weakened due to their focus on Cain, freeing the group from the immobilizing compulsion that had held them in place.

Hearts pounding, they scrambled to safety.

But not all were so fortunate.

“¡Ahhhhhhh!” Screams of pure agony tore through the air as two angels failed to escape in time.

The force field enveloped them, and their bodies convulsed violently.

Cracks appeared across their skin, glowing with an unearthly light.

In a gruesome spectacle, they exploded like overfilled vessels, blood and essence vaporizing instantly.

Streams of their dissipated forms were drawn back into the lotuses, absorbed as fuel for the malevolent flora.

Horror etched itself onto the faces of the survivors.

The dragons glanced anxiously toward the bottom of the lake, where Cain was now obscured by the radiant force field.

“We have to help him!” Zalgrim declared, his wings unfurling as he prepared to dive.

Eldrick clenched his teeth, feeling the same urgency, though he doubted they could resist the force field.

Meylin stepped forward, her grip tightening around her moonlit sword.

Determination hardened her features, prepared to move forward despite the consequences.

However, before any of them could act, a resonant laughter echoed from within the depths of the lake.

“¡Hahahahaha!” All eyes turned toward the water.

Through the shimmering barrier, they could make out Cain’s silhouette.

To their astonishment, he appeared completely unharmed, standing resolute within the heart of the force field.

“Impossible,” Amara whispered.

Cain’s voice carried to them, amplified by the energy surrounding him.

“I was right,” he declared, his tone dripping with contempt.

“You’re using the Oniric Truth of Gluttony.

This force field is strong, but using it against me is like trying to douse a volcano with a candle!” With that, the scarlet dragon opened his massive jaws.

An immense suction force emanated from his maw, swirling the water and energy into a spiraling vortex.

The sky-blue force field began to distort, its edges fraying as it was drawn inexorably toward Cain.

The onlookers watched in disbelief as the force field-an embodiment of the lotuses’ collective power-was consumed.

Streams of energy flowed into Cain, disappearing into the depths of his being.

The lake’s glow dimmed as the barrier was devoured entirely.

Cain closed his jaws, a satisfied expression crossing his face.

A surge of power coursed through him, invigorating every fiber of his being.

His scales shimmered with renewed brilliance, and his eyes burned with an inner fire.

The lotuses trembled violently, their petals quivering as if gripped by fear.

Sensing their impending doom, they attempted one final, desperate attack.

Roots and tendrils shot toward Cain from all directions.

But he was already in motion.

With a powerful thrust of his wings, Cain dashed forward, easing through the onslaught.

His claws glowed with dark energy as he pierced through the flowers, plunging into the ground beneath them.

Cain reached into the depths where he had long ago detected the core of this strange creation.

His claws closed around a solid object, and he withdrew his hand to reveal a strange fruit.

It was an orb pulsating with a soft, azure light etched with intricate, ancient symbols.

As soon as the fruit appeared in Cain’s hand, the surrounding lotuses began to wither, their life force dwindling rapidly, perishing now that they had lost their heart.

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