The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2433 Fourth Realm in Paradise

A grave look surfaced in Cain's eyes while he examined the injuries etching across his frame.

These cuts weren't overly severe and didn't present any immediate danger, yet Cain understood

otherwise.

His Ancestor Power went by the name Null Eternum.

This ability opened the door to the energy that stood in complete opposition to the Big Bang itself.

Not the act of creation.

Not the process of expansion.

Rather, the conclusion.

The energy that arises in the ultimate instant of being—when the final speck halts its quiver, when movement fails, when the cosmos arrives at total immobility.

No further alteration.

No further oscillation.

No further opposition.

No further transformation.

All things merely cease.

Such was the Quietus Power.

It represented a fearsome dominion, one that didn't just demolish but wiped out the chance for any motion whatsoever. Even without Cain deliberately invoking it, Null Eternum created an unseen barrier around him, sharply reducing the speed of time's passage in its domain.

This influence wasn't selective.

It didn't pick out foes.

It impacted the fabric of reality as a whole.

That's the reason the two kings overlooked any issues at the start of their clash. Their minds, reflexes, and senses lagged just like their forms, rendering the warp undetectable from inside. And that's also why no real method existed to resist it—only to withstand it.

To fully cancel out the impact, someone would require an ability that could hyperstimulate the elements forming reality.

In its most refined state, Null Eternum appeared as the Eternum Flame—the pale blaze Cain had released just before.

That blaze elevated the Quietus Power to its peak performance. Each blow Cain landed using it injected his rival with inertia, fixing their elements in position and cutting off their link to time's current. That's why Eonar and Lortar hung motionless in the sky, iced even beyond awareness.

And that wasn't its sole role.

Null Eternum held a mighty protective side too.

Through stalling cause and effect, Cain managed to meet assaults with his unprotected skin—even arms that touched the Third Realm's boundaries. In that halted condition, harm simply... didn't happen.

At least not right away.

Cain let out a measured breath as he saw a fresh slash form on his arm.

He wasn't unbreakable.

He was just putting off the harm.

And though that proved immensely potent, it also hid a perilous illusion.

There existed a boundary to how much cause and effect could be deferred. Should a fight extend too far, all held-back injuries would erupt at once—and that rebound might prove deadly.

"It comes with restrictions," Cain whispered, his gaze shimmering softly as he watched the pale fires racing over his palm. "But this ability... it's genuinely incredible."

His stare intensified as an idea gripped him.

"Should I blend this with my Primordial Body's Zero-State Power..." His

mouth twisted into a subtle grin. "What kind of thing could I forge?"

The thought alone sparked a shiver of thrill in his core.

Even so, Cain refused to let it pull his focus. Duties awaited.

His focus moved to the immobilized shapes of Eonar and Lortar.

As Cain concentrated on the Aztorus King, a slight scowl crossed

his features.

"The blade scorched over half his essence," Cain observed steadily. "Not much remains for me to handle."

He shifted to the Kalous King, and a modest, pleased grin emerged.

"Luckily, this fellow's essence stays whole. I'll extract much more from him." Without delaying further, Cain pressed his hands to their skulls.

His eyes blazed with vivid golden-scarlet radiance as the Power of Chaos rushed out, weaving with the Flow. He breached skin, mind, and defiance, plunging straight into their essences and

recollections.

Halfway in, Eonar's eyes flickered.

Then all glow faded from them completely.

His essence at last crumbled, no longer able to bear the breach.

Cain showed no response.

Lortar's essence, though, fought back to the last.

That fight allowed Cain to tap into the full recollections of one

of the five kings governing the Dark Blood Realm.

But as Cain took in the details, his face turned ever more serious.

The deeper his knowledge of Paradise grew, the greater the burden on his thoughts became.

Once the absorption concluded, Cain pulled his hands back gradually. His expression mixed emotions as he started sorting through the acquired insights.

"Paradise splits into nine realms," Cain said under his breath. "Similar to the Crimson World... except the order flips."

In this setup, the top realm proved the frailest.

And the bottom held the greatest peril.

The further down one went, the fiercer the Omen Beasts turned and the more horrifying the events intensified. Certain beings wielded such might that they could wipe out whole kingdoms—realms under Alpha-Omega Overgods—in mere hours.

Cain's hand tightened as he hit the key discovery. "And the lowest depths..." His tone dropped. "They fall under control of

beings from the Fourth Realm."

The Fourth Realm.

For Cain, it remained a force wrapped in legend.

He'd glimpsed it solely via The Root's visions, embodied by the Ancestor of the Root, a presence so immense it could shatter full universes unaided.

Should entities of that scale truly dwell in Paradise...

They'd end him without effort.

Even worse, they could delve into his past.

"If they uncover the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe..." Cain's eyes shadowed. "A Fourth Realm being might breach any barriers dividing our universes and either bind or erase all that matters to me."

Paradise had evolved beyond just hazardous.

It posed a threat to existence itself—not just for Cain, but for his kin.

"I must become more powerful," Cain stated softly. "I require the strength to push against the current and escape this domain."

Resolve hardened in his look. The drive for strength wasn't abstract anymore—it was total.

After wrapping up his scan of the recollections, Cain drew in a deep

breath.

"I'd have liked deeper details," he conceded. "Yet

the Kalous Kingdom stayed new—under ten million years in age."

His eyes sparkled with hunter's hunger.

"To grasp Paradise fully..." A light smile shaped. "I have to consume the Dark Blood Kingdom."

The mightiest among the five.

A realm rumored to persist beyond a billion years. Cain felt sure they held the wisdom, mysteries, and assets needed to boost his Primordial Essence to the height he

demanded.