The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order - Chapter 1477

Chapter 1477: Running to the exit Chapter 1477: Running to the exit “RUMBLE!” The entire hall shook as the flaming statues reawakened, each radiating waves of scorching heat, their power and numbers much higher than last time.

Their blazing eyes locked onto the group of cultivators, pure killing intent emanating from them.

With a collective roar, the statues lunged forward, torrents of flame and stone raining down on their foes.

Despite having solved the runic formation, the group discovered that escaping this hall wasn’t as simple as walking out.

They had to endure this final onslaught long enough for the fire wall behind them to finish unraveling.

Cain gripped the Spear of Doom tightly, his gaze sweeping over the battlefield.

The rest of the team tensed beside him, weapons drawn, energies flaring.

Within seconds, the hall erupted in a storm of thunderous clashes and fiery bursts.

A golden brilliance danced in Cain’s eyes as the power of The Flow burst through his soul and mind, and he narrowly evaded a massive, burning claw.

A heartbeat later, a flaming tail whipped toward him, searing the air.

Though it missed his chest by a razor’s edge, the radiating heat singed patches of skin on his left arm.

Ignoring the pain, Cain spun on his heel, generating a fierce centrifugal force with his spear.

The Spear of Doom slammed into a statue’s torso, the impact forceful enough to send it crashing into another statue behind it.

Small cracks spiderwebbed across their stone bodies, though neither looked ready to crumble.

Despite his own relentless combat, Cain remained observant of the rest of the team-he had commanded the Absolute Life Form System to monitor the others, gleaning insights into their techniques and searching for weaknesses in their power he could exploit latter.

On the opposite side of the hall, Elrick channeled the Laws of Fire and Soul.

His eyes burned with a fierce aura as he summoned spectral beasts made of living flame-phoenix-like birds that dove at the statues, serpent-dragons coiling around their limbs.

Each creature exploded upon impact, showering the area in sparks and ash.

A statue swung a colossal fist at one flaming serpent coiled around its arm, but the creature merely dissolved into embers, reforming moments later with a hiss of soul-fire.

Elrick pushed onward, sweat beading on his brow.

Despite the spectacle of his conjurations, the statues’ thick stone bodies proved stubbornly resistant, sustaining little more than scorched patches on their surfaces.

Nearby, Auron held the frontline with a thunderous roar.

He channeled Metal Star Power into his skin and muscles, a subtle silver gleam coating his entire body.

One statue swung a blazing club-like arm at him.

Rather than dodging, Auron braced himself, crossing his arms.

A clang reverberated as the stone struck reinforced flesh.

Sliding back several meters from the blow, Auron gritted his teeth and retaliated.

He smashed a metal-encased fist into the statue’s midsection, toppling it backward.

While the blow barely fractured the statue’s exterior, the sheer momentum forced it to tumble into a second statue.

Auron’s defenses shone, but so did his exhaustion-each strike he took chipped away at his reserves.

Further behind, Mary used the Laws of Shadows and Space to provide essential support.

Dark tendrils snaked across the floor and walls, weaving into intricate barriers and ephemeral constructs.

When a statue lunged at her, she stepped into a swirl of darkness, vanishing for an instant.

Reappearing behind the statue, Mary conjured a shadowy lance and hurled it at the creature’s back.

Although the lance sank into its stone frame, the statue rumbled forward as if barely inconvenienced.

Still, her deft use of space and shadow created micro-openings for her teammates, delaying the statues’ attacks and preventing them from overwhelming the group at once.

On the right flank, Mera fought with a fluid grace, her weapon gleaming with the Laws of Space and Sword.

She swung in a wide arc, and the very air tore apart, forming a razor-thin void of vacuum-like force.

The rending slash caught a statue across its chest, sending a shower of sparks and fragments flying.

Though it staggered under her sundered sword arc, the statue continued forward, unstoppable in its slow, destructive advance.

Mera leaped back, arcs of residual energy swirling around her sword as she lined up her next strike, eyes keen and focused.

Each blow had to count-too many wasted attacks would see her stamina drained to nothing.

Soro and Koro, the Deus Behemoth brothers, fought as one.

Their Soul Bloodlines allowed them to adopt colossal werewolf-like forms towering over the statues.

When one brother lunged at a statue, the other mirrored the movement on a second statue, their synergy creating a perfectly timed pincer.

Soro channeled Yin energy, exuding an icy darkness that crackled around his claws, while Koro’s Yang power wreathed him in a corona of white-hot flames.

The two clashed with a pair of statues, using savage strikes and howls, each brother instinctively attuned to the other’s position and movements.

Yet the statues withstood their might, inching closer with every measured step.

Thirty minutes of grueling combat passed, and the toll on the group was evident.

Burns and gashes marred their bodies.

Auron’s silver sheen had dulled from repeated impacts, Mary’s shadows wavered, and Soro and Koro’s towering forms now flickered as if nearing their limit.

Mera struggled to maintain her blade arcs as exhaustion set in, and Elrick’s summoned fire-beasts grew smaller with every new conjuration.

Even Cain sported bruises and scorched flesh, though his Concept of Life continued to mend the most severe internal injuries before they could fully debilitate him.

Finally, salvation appeared-the fire wall behind them had yet to finish unraveling.

However, it deconstructed enough for an opening to appear, offering them a chance to flee.

Cain, Elrick, and the rest seized the opportunity, charging for the exit with everything they had left.

Undeterred statues pursued through the melting wall of flame, their collective roars echoing through the hall.

As the exit drew closer, revealing a flaming portal beyond, every cultivator threw their remaining strength into a final burst of speed.

The statues’ attacks never relented, forcing them to parry and sidestep even in these last desperate meters.

Just as they were about to reach the portal, Cain’s peripheral vision caught something unusual.

The collapsing fire barrier wasn’t simply vanishing-it was coalescing into a strange shape.

A knowing gleam flickered in Cain’s eyes as memories of the hidden treasure in the shadow labyrinth surfaced.

Conflicting thoughts tore through his mind before fierce resolve settled on his face.

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