The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1438

Chapter 1438: One down (II) Chapter 1438: One down (II) The two Animas fighting Cain froze in shock at the young man’s sudden actions.

Their hesitation was costly, leaving them too slow to respond and completely unable to assist Willis.

The relentless waves of molten plasma and scorching pillars of golden energy made even the smallest movement an act of survival.

Both Animas were pouring all their energy into maintaining their defenses against the Golden Lake’s chaos.

Attempting to plunge into the molten depths to save Willis was not just futile-it was suicidal.

They were not Astral Rebirth Cultivators but Essence Evolution Masters and did not have overwhelming resilient bodies.

The heat and pressure would reduce their bodies to ash in seconds.

Moreover, their focus remained locked on the white spiritual flare near their position.

The Natural Inheritance could emerge at any moment, and they couldn’t afford to take their eyes off it.

Their mission left no room for error.

Whatever happened to Willis, they couldn’t abandon their post.

Ultimately, Willis was on his own.

Not far from where Cain and Willis had been swallowed by the raging golden plasma, another fierce battle raged.

A Godslayer Human stood against a colossal Deus Behemoth, a flaming lion whose immense size made even mountains pale in comparison.

“RAAWWRR!” The Deus Behemoth let out a deafening roar as it lunged toward the Godslayer Human.

Despite its towering height of over four hundred thousand meters, the flaming lion moved with terrifying speed and precision.

It dodged the molten plasma pillars with ease, its body radiating an overwhelming heat that scorched the air and incinerated everything in its path.

The Godslayer Human stood unflinching, his expression cold and calm.

As the flaming lion charged toward him, he raised his blade, its edge glowing with the concentrated power of his Inner World.

With a single swing, he unleashed a massive arc of freezing energy, colliding with the charging Behemoth.

The attack struck with incredible force, halting the Deus Behemoth mid-charge and sending it soaring into the air.

A guttural roar of pain escaped the lion as the icy energy bit into its flesh, leaving a deep gash in its side.

The freezing wound lingered, sapping the creature’s strength and slowing its movements.

What made the attack so devastating was not only the Godslayer’s mastery of the Law of Ice but also his command over the Law of Metal.

The combination gave his strikes unparalleled penetration power, capable of cutting through even the most resilient defenses.

Despite the injury, the Deus Behemoth refused to retreat.

It roared again, summoning the full might of its Soul Bloodline, and its body erupted into a blinding inferno.

The intense heat transformed the flaming lion into a living sun, its light and heat radiating across the battlefield.

Once again, it dove toward the Godslayer Human, its claws burning with molten fury.

“Hmph.” The Godslayer sneered, his confidence unshaken.

The power of the Laws of Ice and Metal surged around him, creating a swirling barrier of energy that exuded overwhelming might.

He readied his blade, prepared to deliver a decisive counterstrike as the flaming lion closed in.

But then, something strange happened.

The Deus Behemoth vanished.

“What!?

Where is he!?” The Godslayer Human’s voice echoed across the battlefield as he frantically scanned his surroundings.

The colossal flaming lion, a creature more than three hundred thousands meters tall, had disappeared entirely.

The impossibility of the situation sent a chill down his spine.

A flicker of realization crossed his face as the truth became clear.

“An illusion!” Somehow, the Deus Behemoth had trapped him in a powerful illusion.

Though he didn’t know how it was done, understanding the mechanics didn’t matter.

He needed to find the real Behemoth before it was too late.

With a surge of Soul Force, the Godslayer shattered the illusion.

The veil of deception fell away, revealing the flaming lion’s true form descending from above.

Its claws were poised to strike, glowing with the molten fury of its Soul Bloodline.

The Godslayer Human reacted instantly, raising his sword to intercept the attack.

But before he could fully gather his energy, another force struck him-a nightmarish power that invaded his mind and soul, paralyzing him in place.

The paralysis lasted only a fraction of a second, but it was all the flaming lion needed.

The Deus Behemoth crashed into the Godslayer Human with devastating force, its claws tearing through his armor and ripping into his flesh.

The heat of the attack engulfed him in flames, reducing his body to a blazing figure as he was hurled downward into the Golden Lake.

The molten plasma consumed him instantly, its crushing pressure threatening to annihilate him completely.

His body, already riddled with severe wounds, was burning away under the relentless fury of the lake.

Despite the agony, the Godslayer Human clung to life.

Summoning every ounce of his remaining strength, he began to rise, desperate to escape the molten chaos.

For a fleeting moment, he believed he might survive.

But then, he felt it-a hand on the back of his head.

Before he could react, a ferocious soul strike surged through his mind and Sacred Organs, obliterating his consciousness in an instant.

His body went limp, sinking deeper into the molten lake as the golden plasma consumed him entirely.

Standing above the waves was the figure responsible for the killing blow.

The man was clad in majestic dark armor, his presence hidden, not unleashing even the slightest aura.

His eyes burned with red flames, glowing like twin embers.

As he watched the Godslayer Human’s body dissolve into the lake, the figure spoke, his voice cold and devoid of emotion.

“One down.” After uttering those words, the dark figure moved silently, vanishing beneath the waves of scorching plasma.

His movements were precise and calculated, hidden from the view of the remaining combatants.

No one saw his involvement in the Godslayer Human’s death, and the battlefield carried on, oblivious to the predator moving unseen among them.

The Golden Lake continued its violent upheaval.

Waves of molten gold crashed against the pillars of plasma, sending shockwaves across the battlefield.

The cultivators from both factions scrambled to secure their positions, their focus split between survival and their mission to capture the Natural Inheritance.

Amid the chaos, the dark figure remained hidden, his attention shifting to his next target.