The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2413 The power of the Crown Prince

The past few months had proven utterly remarkable for Cain.

With Mirena's help and the Aztorus Kingdom's armies, the pace of hunting Omen Beasts skyrocketed beyond measure. This surge went beyond sheer numbers—it elevated the caliber as well.

The united power of the Royal Blutlinie and Royal Guards pushed even Middle Alpha-Omega Overgod Omen Beasts straight into the Ocean of the Blood Sun.

Every beast that perished unleashed floods of energy and soul force, channeling straight into Cain's vast scheme and boosting his advancement at a speed never seen before.

Yet the advantages stretched further.

Mirena managed to obtain massive stores of treasures from the Aztorus Kingdom—items brimming with pure energy and blood-based might. Persuading the top leaders to release such valuables proved challenging, particularly as many still regarded the Ocean of the Blood Sun as a mere expendable war asset.

Still, Mirena presented it in a new light.

She pointed out how the blood ocean's ongoing growth would block the Kalous Kingdom's paths to retreat and squeeze their main city tighter, altering their viewpoint. Now, they perceived it not as something to toss aside, but as a vital stronghold—one poised to shape the war's outcome.

Ultimately, they consented.

But the most crucial change remained hidden from the public eye.

War captives were dispatched to the Ocean of the Blood Sun

every single day.

Cain first drew out their souls, preserving them with care. Next, he absorbed their forms and leftover energy, processing them thoroughly before cleansing their Ancestor Drops. Gradually, these Drops merged into the fourth cocoon, the container destined to form his upcoming body.

As Cain turned his focus to that cocoon, a rush of thrill and eagerness flooded his soul.

"It isn't even complete yet," he pondered, "and it has already hit the peak of the ArchDeity Rank."

This referred only to its cultivation level.

When it came to sheer fighting prowess, it proved far more daunting. Just its velocity outstripped his other two bodies by a vast degree.

Naturally, Cain realized that bodily traits formed just one part of a Royal Blutlinie's power.

The real essence resided in their Ancestor Power.

Looking inward, Cain inspected his Ancestor Drop. Its intensity had swelled so much that stepping right into the Alpha-Omega Overgod Rank after emerging would present no challenge at all.

"On this base," he assessed steadily, "I could hit the Middle Stage in mere decades."

Such aptitude defied all norms. Even top prodigies needed hundreds of thousands—sometimes millions—of years to surpass the Early Alpha-Omega Overgod Rank.

However, that fell short for Cain.

His aim had never centered on strength alone.

He craved might—total, unmatched might—to defy the flow of reality and journey back to the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe.

And he required it swiftly.

"My Primordial body can last millions of years soulless," Cain reflected darkly. "But my people cannot."

A heavy burden weighed on his mind.

Years had passed since his clash with the Curse Eater, leaving him clueless about events unfolding back home without him.

"The Root stays locked in the World of the Root," he contemplated, "but I'm sure they're plotting something. Growth is unavoidable." The strain loomed large—but it served as the forge he demanded. To ascend quicker than any being in Paradise, Cain had to seize it fully.

Right as he prepared to dive further into cultivation, a ripple stirred through the Ocean of the Blood Sun.

Mirena materialized over the scarlet waves, her face etched with rare strain.

Soon after, a blood-formed humanoid figure emerged from the depths, offering a slight bow to her.

"What causes this unrest, Lady Mirena?" the blood

figure inquired evenly.

Mirena gazed into the avatar's empty sockets briefly before letting out a soft breath.

"Disturbing reports have come from the northern front."

The figure's face grew shadowed.

"What issue could arise? The Aztorus Kingdom's troops should hold total dominance."

"We did," Mirena answered. "Until the Kalous Kingdom's Crown Prince showed up."

With those words, the strain on her features intensified clearly.

The blood figure went quiet, taking on a grave air.

Having devoured the recollections of two Royal Blutlinie from the Kalous Kingdom, he recognized precisely who the Crown Prince was.

A prodigy of rare caliber—impressive not just for his gifts but for his unyielding resolve. Unlike most, he intentionally curbed his cultivation at first, honing his base to flawless levels. This choice left him trailing his rivals for ages, turning his initial days into endless trials.

Still, he never faltered.

Bit by bit, he narrowed the divide.

Finally, he rose to the Alpha-Omega Overgod Rank bearing potential that hinted at Late Stage heights one day.

Yet that dimmed beside his Ancestor Power. That force alone secured him entry to the realm's mightiest power—the Dark Blood Kingdom—where he honed his skills over the recent thousands of years.

"He can command Omen Beasts," the blood figure stated, picking up Mirena's account, "and blend their souls into his, vastly amplifying their might. His cap was Middle Stage Alpha-Omega Overgod. Boosted, he could drive them to the edge of Late Stage."

Mirena shook her head.

"That was his former cap," she stated dourly. "He's merely at Early Alpha-Omega Overgod Rank now—but he's taming a Late Stage Alpha-Omega Overgod Omen Beast called Sky Terror."

The figure's brow furrowed sharply, yet the grim tidings pressed on.

"He didn't arrive solo," Mirena went on. "He arrived with two Middle Stage Alpha-Omega Overgod Royal Blutlinie. As one, they hammered the northern edge with crushing might."

"Our total power remains greater," she noted, "but their arrival has compelled our lines to retreat."

She halted for a beat before landing the worst part.

"If our scouts are right, he's steadying the northern line... prior to fixing his gaze on the Ocean of the Blood Sun."

Her stare fixed on the blood figure.

"And obliterating you."