The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1243

Chapter 1243: The Blood Gate Chapter 1243: The Blood Gate The Demon King’s gaze pierced into the soul of the scarlet dragon, and in an instant, pure shock and awe appeared in his eye.

As an entity that had lived for eons, he rarely experienced surprise-even when witnessing events that would send shockwaves through the entire cosmos.

Yet now, seeing the nature of the scarlet dragon’s soul, he was genuinely astonished.

“A Dreamwalker-the Blood of Adam still exists!” the Demon King couldn’t help but shout, a myriad of emotions swirling within his gaze.

The true feelings rising in his heart were impossible to discern.

He took a few moments to recover from the shock, his attention no longer focused on the other dimensions.

All of it now rested solely on the scarlet dragon.

— Cain displayed a fierce and cold smile as the shockwave of destruction and entropy finally subsided, excitement coursing through his entire body.

That attack had a destructive might comparable to his Yin-Yang Lightning Fire Dragon Breath, but it required minimal energy and was executed with a simple claw strike, making it far more effective.

He took a few moments to calm his mind as enlightenment dawned in his eyes.

“By fusing both powers, I can unleash the Oniric Truth of Destruction at a level far beyond my own comprehension,” he realized.

“In essence, certain Legendary Innate Abilities can achieve synergy with specific Oniric Truths, allowing for far greater displays of power.” This realization filled Cain with utter excitement.

Unlike most beings, he could acquire Legendary Innate Abilities that could synergize with any Oniric Truth he chose to master by killing and consuming the souls of Legends.

He already had the means to achieve another synergy with Scarlet Reaper, as its power connected with the Oniric Truth of Gluttony.

However, he couldn’t fully utilize it yet since he could only tap into the Oniric Truth of Gluttony instinctively.

He had yet to comprehend it at the profound level required to achieve true synergy between the two forces.

The sound of elemental avatars rising from the ground once more pulled Cain from his thoughts.

He glanced at them briefly but didn’t wait.

He marched forward.

There was no longer any use engaging them as he had learned all he needed from them; it was better to push ahead.

The massive blood gate grew clearer in Cain’s sight, but just as he was less than an hour away, the entire Molten Crucible trembled.

The ground beneath him shattered, and a massive lava golem, nearly twice his size, emerged from what appeared to be the core of the level.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” The colossal lava golem roared, and an immense heatwave emanated from its body, reaching Cain and sending him flying backward.

The scarlet dragon immediately regained control over his body, his eyes sharp.

He didn’t hesitate or delay and unleashed his energy.

“Yin-Yang Lightning Fire Gluttonous Berserk Dragon Breath!” Cain opened his jaws wide as torrents of lightning and fire intertwined within his maw.

The energies spiraled together, compressing into a blazing sphere that ignited into a brilliant plasma beam.

The beam shot forward with blinding speed, illuminating the entire Crucible with its radiant glow.

It struck the chest of the lava golem, the searing plasma boring through molten rock like a hot knife through butter.

The beam pierced straight through, emerging from the creature’s back and leaving a massive hole one could see through.

A flash of shock appeared in the lava golem’s fiery eyes as it gazed upon the gaping wound.

But in the next moment, a cold smile formed as the edges of the hole began to glow and flow.

The molten rock melded back together, and in less than five seconds, the creature was as good as new.

Now, it was Cain’s turn to be shocked at the creature’s apparent immortality.

“No matter how much damage I inflict with normal attacks, that thing will just heal,” he muttered to himself, his eyes growing sharp.

The creature was clearly not ordinary; even his most powerful attack did nothing.

However, he quickly deduced the true path forward.

“ROOOOOAAARRRRRRR!” Cain unleashed a massive dragon roar as his entire body surged with power.

Lightning and fire burst through his scales, crackling and flaring across his form.

He propelled himself forward with overwhelming momentum and strength, the ground quaking beneath his might.

The lava golem swung a gigantic, molten fist toward him, intending to crush him.

Cain maneuvered with incredible agility for his size, twisting his massive body mid-air to dodge the blow.

The heat from the fist seared the air, but he pressed on, closing the distance between them.

He ascended swiftly, aiming for the creature’s head.

At the crucial moment, his right arm glowed with dark energy and essence before turning jet black.

The energies of his Legendary Innate Ability and the Oniric Truth of Destruction fused seamlessly.

With a ferocious blow, he slammed his claw into the lava golem’s head.

The impact unleashed a shockwave of pure destruction.

The headless lava golem trembled, its molten body beginning to crumble.

Unlike before, it couldn’t regenerate.

Cracks spiderwebbed across its form, molten rock solidifying and breaking apart.

With a final shudder, it disintegrated into nothingness, collapsing into a heap of cooling magma.

Cain didn’t stop, nor did he look back.

A wide smile spread across his face as he continued moving forward until the massive blood gate stood directly before him.

It was an awe-inspiring sight-a colossal structure seemingly made of solidified blood, towering over the landscape like a sentinel from ancient times.

Arcane runes etched into the gate pulsed with a faint, eerie light, emanating an aura of profound mystery and power.

The gate’s immense size was both daunting and mesmerizing.

It reached so high that its peak disappeared into the swirling smoke above, and its width spanned the horizon.

The surface gleamed with a dark, crimson sheen as if imbued with the lifeblood of countless warriors.

The air around it was thick with energy, each rune humming in resonance with the very essence of the Molten Crucible.