The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1335

Chapter 1335: Enhanced Mark of Abbadon (I) Chapter 1335: Enhanced Mark of Abbadon (I) Cain observed Meylin as she stood silently beside him, her gaze distant and her thoughts seemingly lost in memories.

He could sense the myriad emotions swirling within her.

After a few moments, her focus returned, and she turned to him with a soft smile.

“Let’s explore the continents together,” she suggested, her eyes reflecting a newfound clarity and purpose.

A radiant smile appeared on Cain’s face as he shifted from his dark dragon form into his human guise.

“I would like nothing more,” he replied warmly.

With several months remaining before the enhanced Marks of Abbadon was ready, it was the perfect opportunity to relax and spend time with her.

The battles and responsibilities that had consumed their lives could momentarily take a backseat, allowing them to reconnect.

Meylin nodded, her own smile mirroring his.

The anticipation of shared adventures brought a lightness to her spirit.

Together, they left the Sun Ascension Pool Hall, their figures ascending gracefully into the sky before vanishing into the distant horizon.

Over the next several months, Cain and Meylin embarked on a journey across the Helix Continent, exploring its diverse wonders and phenomena.

They traversed vast mountain ranges whose peaks pierced the clouds, wandered through ancient forests, and marveled at crystalline lakes that reflected the stars even in daylight.

It was a time of peace for the duo, one devoid of fighting and strife.

They shared stories of their pasts and hopes for the future and reveled in each other’s company, deepening their bond.

While Cain and Meylin were enjoying their respite, the rest of the Helix Continent was abuzz with activity.

News had spread that the Tiamat Sect and Moon Cult were preparing to march into a new continent.

It was impossible to keep such significant deployment a secret; after all, the forces needed to be assembled, and the slots for the Eternal Ascension Network had to be filled.

Despite the widespread knowledge of their impending departure, there was little concern about losing the element of surprise.

Communication across continents was virtually nonexistent due to vast distances and natural barriers, so the inhabitants of other continents would remain unaware of the imminent arrival of the Helix Continent’s forces.

The Tiamat Sect and Moon Cult went into overdrive during the next few months.

Powerhouses who had managed to reach the Void Eclipse Rank were especially motivated.

After reaching Level 31, every subsequent advancement became an uphill battle.

The resources required were staggering, even for the most talented individuals.

The prospect of accessing new continents opened up unprecedented opportunities to discover untapped resources, learn new cultivation techniques, and elevate their power to new heights.

For six intense months, the dragons and saintesses of the Helix Continent pushed themselves to the limit.

Utilizing the vast troves of resources looted from the Sun Church, they honed their skills, refined their techniques, and fortified their bodies and souls.  Finally, the day came.

Cain and Meylin appeared above the reconstructed Sun Church once more.

There were tender smiles on their faces as they gazed at each other, the deep connection between them evident to anyone who might have been watching.

It was clear that their relationship had advanced greatly over the past half-year.

As they stood in the sky, they surveyed the land below.

The transformation was remarkable.

The devastation left by the war had been mended; buildings had been reconstructed with meticulous care, and even the Sun Castle stood anew.

However, instead of the radiant forces of the Archangel Path, the new castle emanated the fierce and burning power of the Tiamat Sect.  The Blazing Wastes, once a desolate and war-torn landscape, had been redistributed between the Tiamat Sect and the Moon Cult.

The dragons had managed to retain control of the core of the land, an area where the highest density of energy could be found.

Cain and Meylin cared little about the distribution of lands among the sect and cult.

Their minds were focused on the imminent war across the other continent and the opportunities that lay beyond.

They harbored ambitions of using the power of the Crimson World’s Will to ascend into the Third Realm.

Beyond that, their journey would likely take them to the higher levels of the Crimson World.

Cain took a deep breath, feeling the shift in his mentality.

The tranquility and romance of the past months gave way to a renewed sense of purpose.

Sharpness and coldness began to arise within him as he mentally prepared.

He glanced at Meylin, who met his gaze with equal determination.

Together, they descended toward the Sun Ascension Pool Hall.

Inside the hall, the air was thick with energy.

The white flaming liquid of the Sun Ascension Pool glowed intensely.

Cain and Meylin stood at the edge of the pool, their expressions resolute.

“Are you ready?” Cain asked, his voice steady.

Meylin nodded, absolute trust reflected in her eyes.

“I am.” Cain stepped into the Sun Ascension Pool, feeling the searing warmth of the liquid fire envelop him.

It flowed through his body and soul, granting him an infinite energy pool-power he would need for what was to come.

“Come to the edge of the pool and adopt a meditative position,” he instructed.

“Lower your soul defenses and allow the link to be formed.” Meylin complied without hesitation.

She settled herself at the pool’s edge, sitting cross-legged on the smooth stone floor.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and consciously lowered her soul defenses, opening herself to the connection.

Cain focused his mind, and the Super Computer Assistant had already granted him all the knowledge he needed.

The model for the enhanced Mark of Abbadon was complete, and every step of the construction process was meticulously planned.

His eyes began to glow with a supernatural light as he extended his index finger, gently touching Meylin’s forehead.

Immediately, streams of life and soul force, along with oceans of energy, began to emanate from the point of contact.

As the process continued, more and more energy surged through Cain’s finger-so much that not even ten Void Eclipse powerhouses combined could match the output.

Yet, he handled it easily, thanks to the infinite energy from the Sun Ascencion Pool.

Meylin could feel a searing pain deep within her soul as if a brand was being etched onto her very essence.

The sensation was intense, but she remained steadfast, not uttering a single word of discomfort.

She focused on her breathing, drawing upon her inner strength to endure the ordeal.

Hours passed, the steady flow of energy unwavering.

Cain maintained his concentration, carefully guiding the formation of the Mark of Abbadon within Meylin’s soul.

Finally, after six exhaustive hours, the last stream of energy flowed into Meylin’s forehead.

Cain withdrew his hand, the glow in his eyes dimming as he exhaled slowly.

Meylin opened her eyes, her face pale but her expression one of awe and wonder.

She reached up to touch her forehead, where she could feel a subtle warmth.

A scarlet tattoo had appeared-a demonic and gluttonous eye that seemed capable of swallowing life and soul.

The Prima Depravita could feel it.

The ability to devour the life and soul of my enemies, using them to nurture every part of my existence!