The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1334

Chapter 1334: Three Moon Ritual Chapter 1334: Three Moon Ritual A cold shiver coursed through Cain’s spine as he felt daggers piercing every inch of his body.

Of course, there were no actual daggers targeting him, but the icy and sharp stares of the Prima Depravita felt no less piercing.

Cain couldn’t help but show an awkward expression, but his heart had no regret.

There was no way he would negate his relationship with Shura and Astrid, and he did not feel the need to hide it.

After all, while it was true that Beelze-Meylin’s previous incarnation-was the first woman who truly reached his heart, he had thought she was dead.

Meylin understood all that, which was why, after a few seconds, she took a deep breath, the coldness in her eyes slowly dissipating as she spoke once more.

“Tell me more about them,” she said softly, her voice steady.

“Starting with how you met them.” Cain immediately nodded.

He began to explain, starting with his perilous journey across the Blood Sea.

It was during this voyage that Cain first met Shura.

He then moved on to the saga across the Atrox Empire and his encounter with Astrid.

Cain hid nothing from Meylin, detailing all the events that led to his relationships with both women.

He spoke of moments of laughter and joy and the deep connections that formed between them.

Throughout his tale, Meylin listened intently, her expression composed and unreadable.

However, when Cain mentioned that both women were carrying his sons, Meylin’s composed façade faltered slightly.

A flash of envy flickered in her eyes, momentarily breaking through her calm demeanor.

Cain noticed it; he had been paying close attention to her reactions throughout his story.

He could only shake his head gently.

He knew that the stronger one became, the harder it was to conceive a child.

This was especially true for beings like Cain and Meylin.

Not only were they Void Eclipse life forms, but they were also Neo-Demon and Prima Depravita.

Unless they found a miracle or attained superb control over Oniric Truths regarding fecundation and life, the chances of a child arising between the two were slim to none.

Meylin was aware of all that, and after a brief moment, she chose not to dwell on the topic.

Instead, she gracefully shifted the conversation to another subject.

“Tell me about your travels and journeys,” she said, her eyes regaining their usual calm.

“It seems you also faced a strain of the Depravita Race in Aether.” Cain smiled and nodded to the young woman.

He was glad to move on to a topic that might intrigue her without causing discomfort.

He began to recount his experiences in Aether, a world unlike any other he had known.

He detailed his journey across the content controlled by the Dark Races and how he came to understand their true nature.  Cain spoke of his contact with Horus, the hybrid son of the Emperor of the Inferno Daemon Empire.

He described how Horus brought the Depravita Race into Aether, aiming to plunge the world into chaos.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Cain took on the monumental task of uniting all six races against the advance of the Depravita Race.

“It wasn’t easy,” Cain admitted.

“Centuries of mistrust and conflict had to be overcome.

But eventually, leaders from each race saw the necessity of alliance.” Meylin’s eyes glowed with awe and wonder as Cain spoke of the grand alliances formed, the epic battles fought, and the sacrifices made.

He recounted the siege of Lovecraft City, the stronghold of the Depravita.

By rallying all the power of Aether, they managed to breach the city’s.

The final battle was intense and costly, but ultimately, they destroyed the city and eliminated the Depravita threat.

“It was truly a time for the ages,” Cain said, a hint of nostalgia in his voice.  After finishing his tale, a meaningful light appeared in Cain’s eyes.

There was a question that had been coursing through his mind for a very long time, one he had not had the chance to ask amidst the constant battles and chaos.

“Meylin,” he began carefully, “how did you reach Aether?

And how did you appear in the Crimson World’s Moon Cult?” Too many things had been happening before, one battle after another, but now that the war against the Sun Church was over and peace had returned to the Helix Continent, Cain could no longer hold back his curiosity.

Meylin glanced at Cain with a solemn expression on her face.

She nodded slowly, acknowledging that he deserved to learn the truth.

“I was born in the higher realms of the Crimson World,” she began.

“Every one hundred thousand years, the Moon Cult performs a ritual, giving the most extraordinary child born during that period a chance to reincarnate three times.

It’s called the Three Moon Ritual.” She paused, gathering her thoughts before continuing.

“At the age of five, and before I could even know the world around me, I was selected for the ritual.

My life ended then, and that is how I came to be in Aether.” Cain listened attentively, a meaningful light in his eyes.

He could imagine such an experience would not be easy for a child to handle.

“My memories were locked,” Meylin continued, her voice steady.

“I knew nothing about my past.

It was only in my last moments, after that Atrox warrior pierced my heart that I managed to remember my identity right before dying.” She took a deep breath before proceeding.

“After that, I arrived in the Helix Continent and naturally joined the Moon Cult.” Meylin was able to tell the story with complete calmness, yet Cain could sense the complex emotions beneath the surface.

A meaningful and complicated light appeared in her eyes as she considered her next words.

“How is my fat…

Lord Angar?” she asked, her voice almost a whisper.

Cain’s eyes narrowed as he heard her question, but then a wide smile arose on his face.

He reached out and gently patted the young woman’s head.

“Your father is fine,” he said warmly.

“By the way, he always knew the truth about your nature but has always considered you his daughter.

I can tell you he was truly thrilled to learn that you were still alive in the Crimson World.” Meylin’s eyes widened, and they began to glow with pure bliss.

A wide smile spread across her face, and she could not help but exhale deeply, feeling a great weight leaving her shoulders.

The Aegon Family might not have been her origin, but it was among them that she knew what family love truly meant.

They were her family in every way that mattered