The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1304

Chapter 1304: Dragons vs Angels (I) Chapter 1304: Dragons vs Angels (I) The lack of news indicated that something had gone wrong, but Archangel Michael refused to believe that the Sun Lord could have failed.

It wasn’t that the possibility didn’t make sense; rather, his soul was so corrupted and devoted that the mere idea of the Sun Lord’s failure was impossible to conceive.

To him, there had to be another explanation for the silence.

Unfortunately, Archangel Michael didn’t have much time to dwell on his thoughts.

The next second, the Howling Abyss began to tremble, and dozens of spheres of starlight holding people dashed into the sky.

Immediately, all the powerhouses from the Tiamat Sect, Moon Cult, and Sun Church focused their attention upward.

Their eyes grew sharp as they noticed fewer than sixty spheres, meaning that of the one hundred individuals who had entered the Primeval World, more than forty had perished.

Everyone had expected casualties-the Primeval World was rife with dangers, and there was clear animosity between the factions.

Not to mention, few truly believed that those from the South Coast Alliance would survive.

But nearly half of them dying was shocking nonetheless.

Worry and dread appeared in the eyes of the members of the Tiamat Sect and Moon Cult.

The loss of so many promising talents was a heavy blow.  Yet, while concern clouded the faces of the other factions, Michael and the rest of the Archangels of the Sun Church wore broad smiles, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.

They believed the massive casualties were due to the extermination of the Ancient Dragons from the Tiamat Sect.

In their minds, this was the culmination of their grand plan-the Sun Lord’s ultimate victory.

Archangel Michael’s eyes glowed with a sharp light as he focused on the mountain range in the distance.

He was ready to send the signal that would set their long-prepared plans into motion.  ‘The moment has arrived to assert the Sun Church’s dominance and usher in a new era under the Sun Lord’s guidance!’ A light full of fanaticism appeared in the Archangel’s eyes as that thought crossed his mind.

But before he could act, an explosion of dark purple energy flared in the sky.

The mysterious and powerful energy drew everyone’s attention, surpassing any form of energy the three great organizations were familiar with.  Gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowds.

Leaders and elders exchanged alarmed glances.

“Such amazing power.” Lady Alune of the Moon Cult whispered as a meaningful light appeared in her eyes.  As they focused their eyes on the starlight orb that held the source of the energy, a voice emerged-strong, commanding, and devoid of any need for explanation.

It uttered only three words: “Tiamat Sect.

Kill!” Grand Elder Kryos recognized that voice instantly.

It belonged to the young genius who joined the Tiamat Sect just a few years ago but quickly rose through the ranks due to his unparalleled power, courage, talent, and wisdom.

His strategic mind and unwavering determination had earned him the respect and favor of all.

“Cain,” the Ice Immortal Dragon breathed, his usually calm demeanor faltering for a moment.

The word had barely left his lips when an obsidian figure covered in a metallic luster dived from the sky with breathtaking speed.

Dark fire and lightning wreathed his form, illuminating his sharp demonic features and four draconic wings.

The air crackled with energy as he descended like a fallen star, his sights set on none other than the Sun Church’s mightiest warrior.

Michael’s mind was a whirlwind of confusion and shock.

The absence of the Sun Lord’s presence and the sudden emergence of this overwhelming power made no sense.

He struggled to process what was happening, but by the time his eyes regained focus, the demonic figure was already upon him.

Cain collided with Michael, tackling him with such strength and destructive force that the Archangel’s entire body recoiled.

The impact sent shockwaves through the air, rattling the very bones of those nearby.

Together, they hurtled through the sky, crashing into the distance with overwhelming power.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!” The sound of their clash echoed like thunder, silencing all other noise.

For a few seconds, everyone was at a loss for words.

Not only was there no sign of any of the angels who had entered the Primeval World, but one of the Ancient Dragons had shouted a war cry upon his return and then assaulted the leader of the Sun Church with power that left even those at the Void Eclipse Rank perplexed.

However, the silence did not last long.

Two of the Ancient Dragons still hovering in the sky glanced at each other.

Eldrick and Zalgrim nodded in unspoken agreement.

Their auras exploded outward, flooding the sky with lightning and earth energy.

The atmosphere grew heavy with elemental force, the air vibrating under the sheer magnitude of their power.

“Follow Cain!” Zalgrim roared, his voice crackling like a storm.

“Kill the Sun Church!” Eldrick bellowed, his tone as unyielding as the mountains.

Without hesitation, they dived toward the Sun Church’s forces.

Immediately, all the other Ancient Dragons erupted with killing intent, their eyes burning with resolve as they followed the duo.

For the past few years, they had followed Cain’s guidance in the Primeval World and enjoyed countless benefits-treasures, knowledge, and breakthroughs in their cultivation.

Now, hearing his command, they did not hesitate to charge toward the Archangels.

The Grand Elders from the Tiamat Sect were simply perplexed at such a sight, but then a powerful voice echoed across the battlefield, one full of authority and killing might.

“Attack!” Grand Elder Bahamut’s voice resembled a thunderous explosion.

His scales shimmered as he unleashed his energy, lunging forward with unwavering determination.

His eyes blazed with fierce intent, leaving no doubt about his stance.

Kryos, Ignis, Fanir, Onyx, and Melisara exchanged glances before broad smiles spread across their faces.

The five Grand Elders were the pillars of the Tiamat Sect, with millions of lives depending on them.

They couldn’t simply lunge into battle based on Cain’s words alone, but if Bahamut gave the order, there was no need to hide their bloodlust.