The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1280

Chapter 1280: Better to be born good or to overcome your evil nature through great effort?

Chapter 1280: Better to be born good or to overcome your evil nature through great effort?

Venganza and the asura stood amidst the shattered remnants of the Nine Hells, their powers remarkably alike.

Each was a master over the reigning principles that governed the reality of their universe.

Their auras clashed violently, sending ripples through the very fabric of existence.

As the battle carried on, it became evident that the challenger-the asura-was gradually taking the lead.

Cain’s eyes were ablaze with awe and admiration at the asura’s battle style.

There was no fear, no hesitation-every move was made with life on the line.

The asura’s three faces reflected determination, focus, and unyielding resolve.

This relentless assault allowed him to inflict more and more damage upon the Depravita.

The intensity of their duel escalated to the point where their clash began to shake and weaken the very foundations of Hell itself.

Fiery chasms split open, and storms of infernal energy swirled violently around them.

Finally, the starry image showed the asura poised to deliver the finishing blow to Venganza.  In that critical moment, Venganza summoned a massive black hole.

The fabric of space distorted as the singularity manifested, its gravitational pull so intense that not even light could escape.

The power of the singularity shackled the young man with three faces and six arms, drawing him inexorably toward its core.

While it bought Venganza some time, Cain, Meylin, and Helios could see that it would not be enough to turn the tables.

The asura’s eyes blazed with defiance.

Summoning a massive radiant sun between his hands, he channeled his inner strength.

The sun’s brilliance fought back against the restraints of the black hole, its searing light pushing against the consuming darkness.

It would only be a matter of minutes before he set himself free.

Venganza’s eyes were sharp as he assessed the situation.

He realized that victory would not be his unless he took drastic action.

Determination hardened his features.

Under the shocked gaze of the trio, Venganza’s entire body began to tremble.

The next second, a powerful, bloody creature without a face or any distinguishing characteristics emerged through his mouth.

It was a grotesque monstrosity pulsating with raw power.

In its hands, it held an immense amount of soul force.

The creature raised its hands, summoning an ocean of darkness and evil that permeated Hell itself.

The malevolent energy swirled around, forming a cocoon that enveloped the creature.

The cocoon pulsed with an ominous glow, shadows twisting and turning across its surface.

Cain, Meylin, and Helios could not help but widen their eyes as they gazed at the dark cocoon.

They saw Venganza’s old body falling to the ground, lifeless, like a discarded shell.

The magnitude of what was transpiring was beyond anything they had ever witnessed.

“In order to defeat the asura, Venganza made a drastic decision in the search for power.

However, what he obtained was more-much more,” the Demon King’s voice echoed through the starry void, carrying a mix of awe and trepidation.

Moments later, the dark cocoon cracked.

Tendrils of darkness receded as a new figure stepped forth.

It was a man with white skin, vibrant red hair cascading down his back, and piercing yellow eyes that seemed to hold the secrets of the cosmos.

His appearance was strikingly similar to his old form, yet there was something fundamentally different-an aura that depicted him as a new entity.

Enlightenment shone in his eyes as he gazed at his body and existence with awe and wonder.

However, those serene thoughts did not last long.

In the next second, a massive golden storm began to gather, covering the void around Hell.

Cain’s eyes widened with awe and dread as he beheld the size of that storm.

It felt eerily similar to the tribulation the world had sent against him, but this was on a completely different level.

He sensed that the sole purpose of the storm was to eradicate, with no desire whatsoever to allow the target to thrive or improve.

“Venganza was becoming something that the Universe Will could simply not accept,” the Demon King explained to the trio, his voice tinged with a mix of defiance and admiration.

“He was transcending boundaries that were supposed to be rigid, defying the cosmic and natural order of things.

So he had to be destroyed.” Anyone else would have trembled at the sight of such a massive, killing universal storm.

But Venganza gazed up at the heavens with a smile full of defiance and mockery.

The golden lightning arced ominously above, the storm’s fury building.

“Ira, my friend, do you wish to transcend by my side?!” Venganza shouted into the void.

The next second, a red eye appeared on his forehead, exuding overwhelming wrath as it gazed at the heavens.

The embodiment of Wrath-one of the Seven Deadly Sins-had merged with him.

“Let’s do it!” Venganza roared as arcs of lightning fell from the Universal Storm.

These were attacks with so much power that they defied reason, incinerating anything sentient nearby and blasting pieces of the Hells apart.

The very air crackled with destructive energy.

The Depravita did not allow themselves to be harmed.

Venganza and Ira fused their power, unleashing a barrage of attacks against the descending bolts of lightning.

They sent kicks and fists skyward, each strike carrying a myriad of forces-entropy, chaos, and the raw essence of sin.

Explosions of energy lit up the void as their attacks collided with the lightning, creating shockwaves that rippled across the dimensions.

Cain, Meylin, and Helios did not dare to even blink as they gazed at the imposing man facing down the Universal Storm.

The sheer scale of the confrontation was overwhelming.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOM!” A massive arc of lightning struck Venganza directly, the impact so tremendous that it sent him crashing into one of the layers of Hell.

The ground shattered upon his landing, chasms opening up around him.

Dust and debris filled the air.

For a moment, silence reigned.

But then, through the settling dust, the trio saw him rise from the ground-bloody, battered, but laughing.

His laughter echoed hauntingly, a sound of pure defiance.

“As Venganza clashed with the Universe Will, his mind sensed a freedom that went beyond his wildest dreams,” the Demon King’s voice echoed.

“He understood that the key to evolve was surviving the Universal Storm.” Above, the Universal Storm began to concentrate, channeling all its power into one final blast.

The clouds swirled tighter, the golden light intensifying until it was almost blinding.

Venganza’s smile faded as he witnessed the might of the impending attack.

A solemn expression appeared on his face.

“Better to be born good or to overcome your evil nature through great effort?” he mused aloud.