The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2466 Tricking the Dark Blood Kingdom (II)

The instant the group laid eyes on the Royal Blutlinie, astonishment flickered across their gazes.

The Dark Blood Kingdom maintained comprehensive archives on all Late and Peak Alpha Omega Overgods in the Dark Blood Realm. They even knew about those elusive hermits unaffiliated with any kingdom or group.

This knowledge let them instantly recognize that the fighter Cain had summoned from his spatial treasure hailed from outside the Dark Blood Realm.

Just one explanation fit.

He originated from a different realm.

Numerous queries flashed on their expressions, blending doubt and intrigue in perfect balance. Yet, prior to anyone voicing a word, a thread of Cain's soul force ascended to the hall's ceiling.

The very next moment, that energy swelled and morphed into a vivid projection.

They viewed the world through Cain's perspective.

The display captured him scouting a perilous sector of the realm until his senses picked up a concealed entity. The Scarlet King advanced stealthily, following the anomaly with vigilance until he uncovered the trespasser.

Then he struck.

What ensued was the harrowing clash between Cain and Aerion. Initially, Cain held total command of the skirmish. His strikes came without mercy, sharp, and utterly dominating. However, the dynamic shifted suddenly as Aerion unleashed his Asura Form. His strength erupted ferociously, reversing the fight's momentum and driving the Scarlet King perilously close to demise.

The intensity felt overwhelming.

Nevertheless, Cain retained his poise even in that dire state.

The projection revealed his tactic of drawing Aerion precisely into position, followed by the decisive fatal strike.

The gazes of the Dark Blood King and General Averus intensified upon witnessing it.

Redirection.

That peculiar and perilous technique they recalled all too well.

In the following instant, Aerion's form was pulverized by his own might, the backlash ravaging him internally.

Yet the vision persisted beyond that point.

Yet another startling twist unfolded.

A tremendous wave of soul force descended, materializing Shakra's figure over Aerion. Its mere aura exuded commanding dominance.

What left everyone in the hall dumbfounded, though, was the ensuing event.

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Cain dismissed it entirely.

With no pause, he demolished the manifestation's visage and hammered Aerion once more, utterly ignoring the caution and the formidable force accompanying it.

The projection concluded.

A profound quiet enveloped the hall.

Cain remained upright, chin lifted, his eyes shining with steady resolve as he confronted the Dark Blood King and the rest.

"Once I overcame him, I concealed myself to mend my injuries," Cain stated calmly. "Regarding my failure to notify any of you about my whereabouts or state..."

He left the words hanging.

He had no need to elaborate.

The implication rang clear.

He harbored no faith in them.

And he refused to let anyone approach during his weakened phase.

Such conduct fell short of what one expected from a General. Harmony and synergy proved vital in the Dark Blood Kingdom.

Still, none present could genuinely fault him.

Consider, after all, that this was the very individual who had almost slain General Averus and single-handedly devastated the Heartcram Kingdom's capital. Mutual trust had never formed among them.

Another weighty hush descended upon the room.

Had Cain simply shown up with a prisoner from the Soul Eternal Realm, certain members might have questioned trickery or covert alliance.

But every one of them had sensed Shakra's soul force in the projection.

And Aerion's dire state testified plainly—maimed, fractured, and scarcely breathing.

Crucially, Cain had candidly confessed his lack of trust. To now charge him with clandestine teamwork would merely render the charger ridiculous.

Even the Scarlet King's detractors held their tongues.

A grave look crossed the Dark Blood King's features as he weighed the circumstances.

At last, he addressed the assembly.

"Would you oppose us conducting a soul search on him?"

The other Generals' eyes tightened a fraction.

Aerion's recollections formed a valuable cache. They might disclose vital details on the Soul Eternal Realm, such as its layout, strategies, and ways of penetration.

Even more so, they could verify any ties between the captive and Cain.

Cain responded without delay.

He agreed with a swift nod.

The Dark Blood King advanced and released his immense soul force, delving straight into Aerion's psyche.

Immediately, Aerion's existence started unraveling in his view.

His youthful days. His drills. His assignment. His entry into the Dark Blood Realm. The makeup of his skills. The essence of his strength.

Upon observing Aerion's Ancestor Power, the Dark Blood King gave a subtle affirmation. The Soul Eternal Realm's decision now clicked. Armed with that ability, Aerion could spot adversarial forces well in advance.

As to the Scarlet King's evasion...

That stood as yet another enigma encircling the sovereign of the Ocean of the Blood Sun.

The Dark Blood King pressed on with his probe.

But nearing the latest recollections, his countenance grew stormy.

Interference.

Void spaces.

Whole spans of months—even years—had vanished.

Substantial portions of Aerion's memory lay utterly obliterated.

Though frustrating, the harm raised no red flags. The profound soul injuries from the confrontation sufficed to account for those voids.

Regardless, the Dark Blood King sought to reclaim the lost pieces.

The instant he attempted it, Aerion's soul quaked fiercely.

Fissures raced outward, the whole framework teetering toward ruin.

It hovered at the brink already.

Further pursuit would eradicate it outright.

The Dark Blood King pulled back his soul force at once. After a brief pause, he offered a faint nod to the fellow Generals.

All matched Cain's account.

The absent recollections—those potentially exposing Aerion's knack for locating Sacred Treasure fragments, or his smuggling of one into the Dark Blood Realm—fell within the "unintended" wreckage from the soul trauma.

Cain's expression stayed composed and detached. Yet inwardly, a thrill of elation ignited.

Events unfolded precisely per his scheme.

Now, just one last move remained.

To erase any trace of uncertainty.

As that idea surfaced, Cain sprang into action.

His arm lashed out with blinding speed.

Ere a soul could respond, his digits plunged into Aerion's torso and ripped free his heart.

Encased within lay the Ancestor Drop.

That ultimate deed tipped the scales.

Aerion's soul, already fraying at the seams, disintegrated fully.

His being ceased forever.

Concurrently, any residual doubts about Cain's links to the Soul Eternal Realm evaporated too.

Rather, the display evoked the contrary view. Beholding that merciless dispatch, the Dark Blood King and gathered Generals reached a single verdict. No figure in the Dark Blood Kingdom bore deeper enmity toward the Soul Eternal Realm than the Scarlet King.