The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1288

Chapter 1288: Seven winged Archangel Chapter 1288: Seven winged Archangel As the influx of soul force intensified, Helios’s injuries began to heal at an alarming rate.

New flesh knitted over his wounds, muscles reformed, and his missing arm started to regenerate, the process accelerated by the sheer volume of energy pouring into him.

“We can’t let this continue,” Cain declared, urgency sharpening his tone.

It took a lot to leave those wounds, yet it seemed it was all for nothing.  Meylin nodded in agreement, her expression resolute.

“We must kill him now.” The eyes of the scarlet dragon and the saintess glowed with determination.

Cain’s body burst with lightning and fire as he lunged forward, every muscle coiled like a spring.

Simultaneously, Meylin poured all her energy and soul force into the myriad of sword shards hovering around her.

The shards multiplied exponentially, increasing their mass and generating an ocean that flooded the ceiling before crashing down on the Archangel.

Helios smiled coldly as he saw the violet wave descending upon him.

He did not move a single step and simply clasped his hands together, generating a small orb of white flames.

“Sun’s Domain!”  A scorching shockwave emerged from the small orb, so powerful that it repelled the purple ocean, forming a majestic forcefield around him.

The intense heat radiated outward, causing the air to waver.

However, while the forcefield managed to push Meylin’s attack back, it was not enough to stop the scarlet dragon.

Cain’s body ignited as he reached the shockwaves.

He felt an overwhelming power trying to push him away, but he clenched his teeth, refusing to yield.

His fist was cloaked in a black metallic luster as he sent a massive punch forward with all his might.

The Archangel’s eyes narrowed as he saw how the scarlet dragon endured the scorching shockwaves.

A smile soon arose on his face as he prepared to respond to the punch.

“BOOOOMMMM!” A shockwave spread in all directions as their fists collided, the impact causing the ground beneath them to crack and the hall walls shudder.  It was just the start.

While both were pushed back from the force of the collision, they immediately attacked once more.

Cain sent a kick toward Helios’s jaw with the intent to rip the man’s head off.

At the same time, the ocean of violet sword shards encompassed the bursting scorching shockwaves.

Meylin was using all her power to search for an opening, a path for her attack to reach the Archangel.  Helios found himself in a precarious position.

He had to defend against Cain’s relentless melee attacks, keep enough power in the Sun’s Domain to repel Meylin’s assault and continue his regeneration.

Despite all that, a broad smile appeared on his face, full of confidence.  The Archangel moved to the side at the last second, dodging Cain’s kick easily.

Using the momentum, he sent a swift blow to the scarlet dragon’s rib with his newly reforged arm.

Cain clenched his teeth as he felt the blow crack his ribs, pain radiating through his torso.

But he planted his feet deep into the ground, refusing to be sent flying away.

Summoning his strength, Cain’s tail came crashing down on Helios, and the power of Earthquake Blow, Reaper’s Touch, and Weight Manipulation all worked in conjunction.  Helios was unable to dodge the tail, and as it landed on his chest, it sent him flying out of the Sun’s Domain.

Meylin seized the opportunity.

She waved her hand, making the ocean of violet shards converge onto Helios’s figure.

The shards descended like a meteor shower, attacking the man from all sides with the intent to sunder him to pieces.  Helios twisted his body mid-air just as the sword shards were falling on him.

His body had fully regenerated, but even that would not be enough to stop the attack from the Sacred Saintess of the Three Moons.

Yet there was no fear on his face, only a smile.

“BOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!” A massive explosion took place as the sword shards converged, engulfing Helios in a sphere of destructive energy.

Cain and Meylin shielded their eyes from the blinding light, hope flickering in their hearts that the combined assault had succeeded.

But just as they allowed themselves a small smile, the sword shards were sent away, all set ablaze in white flames.  Shock appeared in the eyes of the scarlet dragon and the saintess as they saw a new wing appear on Helios’s back, bringing the total to seven.

A radiant flaming sword materialized in his hand, its blade pulsating with an otherworldly glow.

The last stream of soul force Helios had forcefully taken from the other angels was gone, and it seemed it had allowed him more than just recovery; it had pushed him to a higher stage.

A cold smile appeared on Helios’s face as he gazed at the duo.

“Time for round two,” he announced, his voice echoing ominously through the devastated hall.

Just as he finished uttering those words, the seven-winged Archangel flashed toward Cain at such an overwhelming speed that the scarlet dragon was barely able to react.  Cain’s instincts kicked in, and he used Shadow Master to forge shields before him.

Dark barriers formed rapidly, but the Archangel’s radiant sword sundered them with ease, the blade cutting through the shadows as if they were mere illusions.

A massive cut appeared on Cain’s chest, blood spraying from the wound.

He felt the searing pain just a few centimeters from his vital organs, the flames from the sword setting his flesh ablaze.

The next second, a kick landed on his chest with so much strength that it nearly shattered his sternum, sending him crashing into one of the hall’s walls.

The impact left a crater, rubble falling around him as he struggled to breathe.

Immediately after that, Helios waved his radiant sword to the side, repelling the torrent of sword shards that Meylin sent his way.

Each shard that approached was deflected or destroyed, the Archangel’s mastery over his weapon evident.

A cold and nasty smile appeared as he let go of his sword.

Meylin watched in shock as the flaming sword morphed into an enormous, flaming hand above her.

The hand fell with the power to level an entire mountain range, the heat scorching the air.