The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1311

Chapter 1311: Devouring angels (II) Chapter 1311: Devouring angels (II) “BOOM!

BOOM!

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BOOM!” Each of Cain’s punches echoed like thunder, resonating across the battlefield with the force of lightning blasts capable of leveling entire mountains.

His eyes were sharp, focused intently on the cracks left behind by Meylin’s previous attacks on the Humanoid Sun Golem.

He aimed precisely at these weaknesses, maximizing the damage with every strike.

The colossal Golem groaned under the relentless assault.

Sparks flew, and fragments of its metallic armor scattered with each impact.

Cain’s fists, imbued with immense power, drove deeper into the Golem’s chest, the force causing shockwaves that rippled through the air.

Finally, with a resounding explosion, a huge piece of the chest plate shattered into pieces, revealing a sea of liquid fire swirling within its core.

These flames were no ordinary fire.

They were a bearing of the divine flames produced by the Sun Church, allowing the angels’ souls to grow along the Archangel Path.

Cain could feel the overwhelming amount of energy inside those flames.

Common knowledge dictated that such flames were lethal to all but the angels.

However, a cold smile appeared on the dark dragon’s face.

Defying convention, he opened his massive jaws and drew the sea of liquid fire into his body.  Immediately, Cain felt an overwhelming heat assaulting his internal organs, the liquid fire attempting not only to scorch him from the inside out but also to corrupt his very being.  However, before the liquid fire could inflict any damage, Cain’s eyes glowed intensely.

He unleashed his control over the Oniric Truth of Dominion.

Instantly, the wild and tumultuous flames grew calm as the power of dominion took hold.

The inferno within him settled, its destructive intent neutralized.

With the flames under control, Cain began to absorb the waves of energy, filling his body and the black hole.

His scales shimmered with renewed vigor, and his aura intensified, radiating power.

With one less Golem to contend with, Meylin faced the remaining two with greater ease.

The Lion Sun Golem and the second Humanoid Sun Golem loomed before her, but she showed no signs of fear.

Her sword moved at a shocking speed, a blur of motion that left trails of golden light.

Each swing released arcs of energy that the Golems struggled to resist, more cracks forming on their armored bodies with every strike.

“AHHHHH!” After receiving a powerful energy blast, a roar emerged from the Humanoid Sun Golem.

Enraged, it lunged toward the young woman, its massive limbs reaching out to crush her.

Meylin observed the frenzied attack and sneered.

Just as the Golem’s colossal fist was about to connect, her figure disappeared.

The Humanoid Sun Golem desperately searched for her.

Suddenly, it felt a sharp pain as a sword buried itself into its head.

Meylin reappeared atop the Golem, her blade piercing through its armored skull.

She released a burst of golden light that exploded from within, blasting its head and upper chest apart.

Shards of metal and fiery energy erupted outward.

Meylin’s eyes were cold as she watched the Golem collapse, its massive form crashing to the ground.

Liquid fiery blood spilled from its wounds, setting the earth ablaze.

Flames spread rapidly, consuming the remnants of the fallen war machine.

Without hesitation, she turned her focus to the Lion Sun Golem, ready to finally take down the creature.  The angels watched in horror as the young woman began to overpower the Lion Sun Golem.

Fear gripped their hearts.

They knew that once she defeated the last Golem, her sword would undoubtedly turn toward them.

Many angels glanced at each other, terror evident in their faces.

Their Grand Elders had flown away, leaving them to their fate, and they could barely endure the onslaught of the dragons and Saintesses.

It was clear to all that they needed to escape before things worsened.

However, unfortunately for the angels of the Sun Church, it was already too late.

Before they could even begin to make their move to leave the battlefield, a dark figure lunged toward them with terrifying speed.

A five-winged angel saw a shadowy flash only to feel something pierce his chest the next second, destroying his heart.

The angel wasn’t even able to get a good look at his attacker before his entire body vanished inside the jaws of the dark dragon.

A cold smile appeared on Cain’s face as he felt the five-winged angel join Loyd inside his stomach.

Dark scarlet flames flooded their bodies and souls, carefully devouring them to extract their memories and Legendary Innate Abilities.

During his battle against the Sun Lord’s Incarnation at the last level of the Demon King Castle, Cain burned all his Legendary Innate Abilities to push Reaper Touch to the next level.

This battlefield was a perfect chance to gain new abilities.

The smile on the dark dragon only grew colder as he dived toward his next prey.

With each beat of his wings, he moved like a shadow across the sky, and his eyes locked onto his targets.

The Ancient Dragons and Saintesses almost felt pity for the angels.

None of them could pose any form of resistance against the dark dragon as he devoured them alive.

The dragons and saintesses did not hesitate.

They used Cain’s ferocious assault to finish the job, attacking the angels with even more killing intent and power.

The battle transformed into an absolute carnage.

Angels perished left and right, their bodies either broken by the attacks of the Ancient Dragons and Saintesses or consumed alive by the dark dragon.

Screams filled the air, mingling with the roars of dragons and the clash of weapons.

The sky was lit with bursts of elemental energy and divine light.

The earth shook under the might of the combatants, craters forming where powerful attacks landed.

In less than an hour, silence reigned over the battlefield.

The Lion Sun Golem lay on the ground, broken and tattered, its head split in half.

Fires burned sporadically across the scarred landscape, casting an eerie glow.

As for the more than one hundred five-winged angels who had been the infantry in the onslaught prepared by the Sun Church, they were all dead.