The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1363

Chapter 1363: Lotario Chapter 1363: Lotario Cain’s eyes were cold as he sealed the Inferno Daemon’s soul and body, sending him into his Inner World with a curt motion.

The spear in his hand still crackled with residual energy, and cosmic sparks danced along his armor.

He had reduced Anart, the strongest of the trio, to a helpless prisoner in but a few moments.

Now, his gaze swung toward the other two.

A dangerous, predatory light burned in his eyes, his willpower bursting and ready for the kill.

Aranto and Lupion hovered in the void not too far away, witnessing the horrifying sight of Anart’s defeat and capture.

They were shocked and terrified, staring at Cain as if he were an ancient horror torn from primeval legends.

The fear gnawed at their minds, but their instincts for survival overcame the paralysis of dread.

They would not stand still and wait for death.

In a split second, both Inferno Daemons made their energy explode before dashing off in opposite directions.

Their life force burned as they channeled it into speed, pushing their bodies beyond their natural limits.

It was a desperate gamble: if they fled separately, at least one might survive.

For them, it was clear that they could not face this monster.

Their only hope was to force him to choose a single target.

By sacrificing one, perhaps the other could live.

Cain’s eyes widened slightly at their strategy.

He had to give them credit-they were clever, acting decisively and pragmatically.

They knew well that if they attempted to stand together, he would surely kill them both.

By splitting up, they forced him to pick whom to chase.

The notion drew a cold smile to his lips.

He appreciated cunning in his enemies, even if it would not save them.

There was no time to waver.

Cain immediately made his move, darting toward Aranto.

Among the two who fled, Aranto’s affinity with fire and Astral Rebirth Cultivation intrigued him.

If there was one he wished to pry knowledge from, it would be that man.

Aranto’s face contorted in pure terror as he realized the monstrous foe had chosen him.

Overwhelming fear swirled in his gut.

“Dammit!

Dammit!

Dammit!” Aranto cursed, voice quavering, as he watched Cain narrowing the distance with breathtaking speed.

In less than three seconds, the young man had come into striking range.

Panic consumed Aranto’s heart, and he desperately gathered his might.

“Ahhh!

Immolation Blast!” Aranto shouted, summoning a fiery onslaught.

He concentrated all his Astral Origin and star-aligned flames into a projectile of cataclysmic power.

The roaring inferno raced through the void, white-hot embers scattering like meteor sparks.

Unfortunately for the Inferno Daemon, Cain was not bound by ice or any restricting factor this time.

His eyes glowed with the golden light of The Flow-he could sense and predict the energy currents and trajectories.

With his left hand, he reached out, diverting the path of the fiery projectile away from his body.

The blazing orb of destruction soared past him, detonating thousands of kilometers away in a silent flash of distant light.

It never even grazed Cain.

Aranto barely registered what he had just witnessed.

This man had guided aside an attack that should have been nearly impossible to deflect.

Before he could muster another thought, a spear pierced his chest.

Cain’s weapon entered smoothly, shattering Aranto’s Rebirth Heart, the core of his cultivation.

He felt his life’s essence unraveling in an instant.

Then came the wave of energy from the spear, flooding his body and soul, cutting off consciousness in a swift blackout.

Cain drew the spear free, watching silently as Aranto’s limp body faded into his Inner World.

Now, only Lupion remained.

He turned his gaze to the last Inferno Daemon.

Lupion was already far away, fleeing at tremendous speed toward the Empyrean World.

If the Inferno Daemon could reach the Empyrean World’s domain, he could perhaps access his communicator ring and summon reinforcements from the Raging Ocean Family.

With allies on his side, he might at least escape this nightmare scenario.

Cain considered the situation.

If he relied solely on his Astral Rebirth path, he could not catch Lupion in time.

But Cain was not limited to one path.

He controlled the Laws of Space-Time and could use them to close the gap.

Just as he was about to redirect his Ego Wave from his Rebirth Heart to his Evolution Core, he sensed a presence.

Lupion felt a spark of hope.

The monster had not pursued him-maybe he would survive after all.  Then suddenly, a figure appeared in his path.

A thin Godslayer Human with black hair and a handsome face stood there.

The Godslayer Human bore a cold smile, his hand glowing with radiant energy as he generated a mystical seal imbued with the Laws of his Inner World.

“Soul Striking Seal!” he declared.

The seal flashed at instant speed, slapping onto Lupion’s forehead before the Inferno Daemon could process what was happening.

“AHHHH!” Lupion screamed in agony as the seal glowed.

Pain tore through his mind like fiery needles, striking directly at his soul and consciousness.

His eyes rolled back, light fading from them as if his essence had been extinguished in an instant.

He drifted into the void, limp and unresponsive.

Cain’s eyes narrowed.

He tightened his grip over the Spear of Doom, focusing on the man who had just intervened.

He noted every detail: black hair, handsome face, feeble-looking body, but immense power.

The aura around this Godslayer Human crackled with Essence Origin and the mastery of Laws.

He was clearly a Divine Transcendence Master as well, much stronger than the Inferno Daemons Cain had just bested.

The newcomer noticed Cain’s caution.

His lips curved into a small smile as he spoke in a peaceful and soothing voice, “Good day, fellow Godslayer Human.

I am Lotario from the Godkiller Sect.

I can sense your caution, and I understand it.

But there is no need to worry.

We are fellow Godslayer Humans and must stick together, as our forefather Adam would have wanted.” Lotario’s aura radiated a sense of righteousness and power, his words carrying honor and pride.  Cain’s eyes glowed with meaningful light as he heard the man’s words.

He loosened the grip around the Spear of Doom slightly and replied with a peaceful, amicable tone, “My name is Cain.

It is very good to see another Godslayer Human.

Thank you for the help in dealing with the Dark Race scum.” Lotario’s smile widened as he saw Cain relax his guard.

He waved his hand, using his energy to retrieve Lupion’s corpse.

“It was thanks to the wounds you left on him that I managed to deliver the finishing blow, so it is only fair that you keep the spoils of the battle.” Cain nodded appreciatively.

He was about to express his gratitude when suddenly, he felt a palm touch the back of his head.