The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1389

Chapter 1389: Orland’s end Chapter 1389: Orland’s end “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!” Explosions of flames and oceanic force continued to flood the sky as Cain and Orland struck each other with all their power, each collision ripping through the atmosphere with deafening impact.

The massive wolf unleashed a roar that echoed like thunder, a sonic wave so intense it seemed to solidify space around Cain, slowing his movements and threatening to trap him in mid-air.

Seeing an opportunity, Orland lunged forward, his massive jaws opened wide, aiming to swallow the young man whole.

Cain’s eyes grew cold as he felt his movements restricted, but there was neither fear nor hesitation on his face.

He adopted a battle stance as the titanic maw descended.

At the last moment, golden light coursed through his eyes.

The flaming halberd in his hand struck straight into the Behemoth’s fangs, altering Orland’s course and sending the colossal creature diving into the flaming ground below.

“BOOOOOOMMM!” A massive explosion shook the land as Orland smashed into the earth, shattering rock and hurling waves of fire in all directions.

The wolf’s eyes were filled with confusion.  ‘How can that human always predict, evade, or counter my attacks at the perfect moment!?’ Yet the Deus Behemoth had no time to think further.

Cain appeared by his side in a flash and swung the halberd with all his might, striking Orland’s ribs and sending his huge body flying away.

Orland clenched his teeth in pain as the wound left a searing mark, but there was a reason he had managed to reach the Early Divine Transcendence stage.

He immediately regained control of his massive form and lunged back into the fight, determined to crush this human who dared to challenge him.

Blood and ash filled the sky as the battle escalated.

Cain’s flaming halberd carved through the air, leaving trails of blistering heat that singed Orland’s scaled fur and flesh with each strike.

Orland retaliated with violent swipes of his colossal claws, each capable of slicing through Divine Transformation treasures like paper and torrents of water, attempting to smother the flames.

But the more Orland struggled, the more Cain adapted.

The Flow allowed Cain to perceive every subtle shift in Orland’s stance, each slight tensing of muscle or surge of Astral Origin.

The young man’s halberd strikes cut deeper and deeper with each exchange.

Soon, rivers of hot blood streamed from Orland’s limbs, his once-pristine blue scales marred by blackened scorch marks and gaping wounds.

Cain pressed his advantage relentlessly, his calm demeanor contrasting starkly with the howling chaos around them.

The Dues Behemoth’s roars were tinged with pain and desperation as he realized that every second he spent fighting this human only brought him closer to a gruesome end.

After less than ten minutes, the sky turned dark with smoke, and the earth cracked under their feet.

The wolf’s mighty jaws snapped at Cain’s head, barely missing as Cain twisted aside, leaving Orland’s fangs to slam into the superheated ground.

The impact unleashed a shower of molten rock that sprayed against Orland’s face, causing him to howl in agony.

Capitalizing on the beast’s distraction, Cain lunged upward, driving the halberd’s blade into the Behemoth’s flank, slicing through layers of muscle and bone.

Blood sprayed in a crimson arc, painting the battlefield with Orland’s life force.

The Deus Behemoth thrashed wildly, attempting to crush Cain under his massive body, but the human danced around him, each movement guided by foresight and precision.

Orland could feel his strength ebbing with every wound, his once-impenetrable defenses unraveling under the merciless assault.

Yet Cain showed no mercy-his halberd ignited like a falling star, each strike more devastating than the last, carving new ravines of flesh and drawing forth guttural screams from Orland’s throat.

In the final moments of the savage clash, the scene devolved into pure brutality.

Half-blind from the steam and his eyes stinging with sweat and blood, Orland tried one last desperate attack.

He unleashed a surge of oceanic pressure, a concentrated blast of water aimed to shatter Cain’s defenses and drown his flames.

But Cain anticipated it using The Flow, twisting his torso in the last second, halberd raised high, channeling starfire through its blade.

The following strike was beyond monstrous, a downward slash colliding with Orland’s attack in a colossal explosion of steaming vapor.

Before Orland could retreat, Cain landed a kick into his stomach, sending him flying into the sky before chasing.  “AHHHHH!” A scream of agony echoed across the sky as Cain managed to land that devastating halberd strike right on Orland’s back, cracking the spine of the man and burying him into the ground once more.

Cain’s eyes narrowed as he stood in the sky, taking stock of the damage he had inflicted.

He had only used his Astral Rebirth Path of Power enhanced by his Ego Wave and nothing else, yet he was completely dominating this life-and-death struggle.

It was clear his combat power surpassed the man.

“RUMBLE!” The sound of the earth shattering woke Cain from his moment of introspection.

He saw that the massive wolf had vanished from the crater, his presence fading rapidly as Orland attempted to flee.

Thousands of kilometers in the distance, Orland emerged from underground, his face twisted in fear.

It was obvious he had decided to run away, seeing no chance of victory left in this savage confrontation.

“Who the hell was that human!?” Orland shouted in his mind as he pushed his speed to its absolute limit, burning his life force to move faster.

He hoped to escape the reaper’s scythe that hovered over him.

But then his eyes widened as he saw the young man he believed left behind appear before him, blocking his path effortlessly.

Immediately, Orland froze in shock.

He had sacrificed part of his lifespan to gain a burst of speed, yet this human caught up to him as if it were nothing.

Stunned, Orland hesitated, trying to decide his next move.

Unfortunately for the Deus Behemoth, those few seconds of indecision were fatal.

A hand reached the back of Orland’s head with lightning-fast precision.

Orland’s eyes widened, and before he could understand what had happened, a spirit strike reached his mind and soul.

The impact was overwhelming, snuffing out his consciousness like a candle flame.