The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1276

Chapter 1276: The ultimate life forms-the Neo-Demons Chapter 1276: The ultimate life forms-the Neo-Demons Cain, Meylin, and Helios could not help but wonder what could be more impressive and significant in the grand scheme of things than taking control over an entire devilish universe.

Yet, they did not have to ponder for long.

The starry projection before them shifted, revealing a new scene that held their complete attention.

They watched as the life and blood of the first and second layers of Hell were being absorbed by the Incarnation of Death and Destruction.

Rivers of crimson energy flowed toward him, spiraling around his form like serpents of power.

The very essence of those infernal planes was being consumed.

“The Incarnation of Death and Destruction was not content with merely taking control of the Origin Force of the first and second layers of Hell,” the Demon King’s voice echoed, resonating throughout the starry void.

“He went a step beyond and consumed it, which was essentially the same as devouring the souls of those planes!” The trio stood stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Cain could not even begin to imagine how someone could accomplish such a feat.

His awe and wonder grew with each passing moment, his sharp gaze fixated on the unfolding events, unwilling to miss a single detail.

“The Lords of Hell were obviously furious at such acts,” the Demon King continued, his tone laced with a hint of amusement.

“But there was nothing they could do other than watch as more than twenty percent of their home became an arid wasteland where all life was lost.

But that was just the beginning.” The starry picture moved forward once more, depicting how the Incarnation of Death and Destruction roamed across the universe.

He visited myriad places, traversing desolate planets and forgotten realms, collecting wondrous treasures of unimaginable power.

Ancient artifacts pulsing with forbidden energies, relics from lost civilizations, and tomes containing secrets of the cosmos-all fell into his grasp.

Finally, he returned to Hell, accompanied by a group of disgusting and ancient grey fiends.

Their twisted forms and malevolent eyes hinted at their wicked intellects.

Together, they locked themselves within his ominous castle.

“The Incarnation of Death and Destruction managed to persuade the greatest and most wicked minds of his universe to follow him,” the Demon King explained.

“At that moment, no one knew what he did inside that castle, but once he emerged, his power grew even more, and then he went after his final target.” As the trio listened intently, they saw through the starry projection how the Incarnation ventured to the last of the Nine Hells.

The depiction did not show the details of what transpired there, but they witnessed the entirety of the Nine Hells trembling violently as if the very fabric of reality was about to shatter.

Cracks appeared in the skies of Hell, and infernal flames erupted from the ground.

The devilish plane seemed unable to hold on any longer.

Then, a dark and ominous aura spread from the depths of the battlefield at the last of the Nine Hells.

Suddenly, a massive energy cannon, radiating with destructive force, emerged and blasted the Incarnation of Death and Destruction into the distant void.

“After that battle, the presence of the Incarnation of Death and Destruction faded from the universe,” the Demon King narrated solemnly.

“Many thought he had perished.” At that point, the starry projection melted back into the endless starlight, leaving Cain, Meylin, and Helios full of questions and wonder.  But the starlight did not remain static for long.

Soon, it forged into something else-a world, incredibly massive, one that could dwarf the Helix Continent itself.

The projection zoomed in, focusing on a small forest within that vast world.

There, they saw the bloody figure of a young man who seemed on the brink of death.

Suddenly, his eyes glowed with coldness and killing intent beyond reason, and he shouted from the depths of his lungs: “I am Zatiel, Abyssal Lord, Ruler of Death and Destruction, Nightmare of Dis, and I have AWOKEN!” Cain, Meylin, and Helios’s eyes narrowed.

They were astute enough to understand that this young man was the same entity who had brought the entire devilish plane to its knees.

The realization sent a chill down their spines.

Before they could recover from their shock, the starry projection continued.

They watched as the boy, Zatiel, pressed his hand against a towering tree.

Veins of dark energy spread from his fingertips, and the tree’s vibrant life force was drained rapidly.

The withered husk crumbled as Zatiel’s wounds began to heal, vitality returning to his battered body.

He then dashed toward a group of bandits who had made camp nearby.

The trio observed as he butchered them with absolute brutality and cunning.

Utilizing poison, he incapacitated the strongest among them, exploiting their arrogance and lack of caution.

His movements were precise, his strikes lethal.

The ground was stained with blood, and not a hint of mercy was shown.

What Cain, Meylin, and Helios saw fit perfectly with the image they had of the Incarnation of Death and Destruction-a being that was cunning, powerful, merciless, and brutal.

But then something unexpected happened.

Amidst the carnage, they saw him save a young child who had been buried alive by the bandits.  “The Incarnation of Death and Destruction managed to achieve resurrection,” the Demon King’s voice emerged again, providing clarity.

“While he retained most of his memories, they were like distant images to him, and his willpower was still new.

It had not been tainted by millions of years of hatred and carnage, so he was able to trust, and he placed that trust in that small child.” The trio watched as Zatiel gathered all the bandits’ bodies and brought them to a distant location.

There, he began to construct a formation using their blood and corpses.

Intricate symbols were etched into the ground, forming a complex array that pulsed with dark energy.

The next moment, a dark and ominous force manifested, consuming all the corpses and igniting the formation.

From its center, a massive sphere of black plasma emerged, swirling with chaotic power.

Without hesitation, Zatiel directed the sphere into his own body.

Agony contorted his features as the energy surged through him, but alongside the pain was a triumphant smile.

The darkness concentrated within his heart, forming a dark core-a nucleus of immense power and potential.

Cain, Meylin, and Helios could not help but feel they were witnessing an event of monumental importance, one beyond anything they could have imagined.  Then the voice of the Demon King echoed once more, this time imbued with a sense of awe and barely contained excitement.

“Using the power of his old home,” the Demon King proclaimed, “Zatiel Daybreak became the first of the ultimate life forms-the Neo-Demons!”