The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2551 Chaos Scarlet Throne (II)

Silently, the three Royal Guards observed as countless bodies plummeted from the heavens, cascading in mighty floods into the Ocean of the Blood Sun. Every corpse sank below its waves, getting devoured and integrated. Each surge caused the ocean to throb and swell, its expansion clear to see with the bare eye.

Initially, the growth proceeded slowly, yet soon it turned into an unstoppable surge.

Whole mountain chains were engulfed by the ocean, its blood-red waves crashing ahead with relentless might. Entire cities submerged into its depths, turned into mere nourishment for its advancement. But it kept going. The ocean stretched further, merging with other vast waters, devouring them completely, together with all creatures living inside.

Its vastness reached a scale beyond imagination.

Nevertheless, after thirty-four hours of nonstop growth, it abruptly halted.

Devouring never paused for the ocean. Its waves kept crashing and receding, pulling in whatever crossed into its territory. Yet a shift had occurred. The whole body started to quiver, shaking like it fought against unseen bonds.

It seemed to have hit its boundary.

Vitality and power flowing through the Ocean of the Blood Sun soared to unprecedented heights. The immense concentration of force started warping the surrounding laws. The overhead sky flushed crimson, dyed by the glow rising from underneath. Enormous tempests brewed, their gigantic funnels reaching up to the heavens, rattling the foundation of the Ninth Realm itself.

Cain refused to halt regardless.

Bodies kept appearing under his summons, relentlessly nourishing the ocean.

Not a single piece escaped; all got perfectly devoured and merged, wasting nothing.

Weeks followed the passing days.

At last, the final torrent of Blutlinie corpses plunged down and merged into the ocean. As the very last body submerged, the Ocean of the Blood Sun burst into savage agitation.

Tremors of incredible violence ripped through, triggering colossal quakes over a full quadrant of the Ninth Realm. Earth split open, while the atmosphere twisted from the immense strain.

Despite everything, the breakthrough remained out of reach.

A slight frown creased Cain's face as he watched the scene.

After pondering briefly, he lifted his hand.

Three forms materialized in mid-air.

Instantly, the Royal Guards' eyes bulged in shock. They knew them right away—these were their own former bodies. Forfeiting them wouldn't end their existence, but rebuilding fresh ones would demand much time and sideline them from battles for a while.

Cain knew this full well, yet it posed no issue.

He'd never planned from the start for the Royal Guards to join the upcoming clash. Powerful as they were—Morningstar standing out—their might paled before a genuine Fourth Realm being. They'd at most distract; at worst, they'd drag him down.

Better they stayed secure inside his soul as the Scarlet King made sure he stood ready alone against the threat ahead.

Still, their physical forms brimmed with huge worth.

Satan, Hades, and Morningstar wielded strength matching Late Alpha Omega Overgods, Morningstar even matching Peak ones. Crucially, their bodies stemmed straight from the primal core of the Ocean of the Blood Sun.

Reintegrating them wouldn't just boost the ocean's might—it would perfect it.

Absorption of those bodies triggered total transformation.

The fierce shaking stopped at once.

Deep calm overtook the turmoil as the ocean's inner energy started contracting. Denser and denser it became, vital forces and cosmic power squeezing to heights never before attained.

Suddenly, with no prelude—

A gigantic blast detonated.

"BOOOOO000000000000000000000OOM!"

Power blasted out everywhere, shining like a fresh-born star.

The fierce glow seared nearby coasts, sparking huge firestorms that raced over the terrain.

The fabric of space shattered from the strain.

Faintly, the Universe Matrix appeared, as though hailing the arrival of disaster incarnate.

Instinctively, Cain lifted his arm to guard his eyes from the searing blaze. Intensity blinded him completely to his surroundings. Swiftly, he recalled the Royal Guards to his soul, while his Chaos Wings

curled shut, wrapping him in a shielding pod.

Within that safeguard, he weathered the tempest.

Only after hours did the brilliance fade. As the Chaos Wings gradually parted, Cain beheld the result.

What was left of the Ocean of the Blood Sun showed no increase in size.

But its core nature had utterly evolved.

The surface gleamed with a density defying full understanding, thick enough to seem utterly unbreachable. A brilliant radiance poured from its core, suggesting the Universe Matrix's very essence was carved into its innermost layers.

Cain's fists tightened.

He sensed it distinctly.

The presence ahead of him had attained the Fourth Realm.

Truth be told, deeming it a genuine Fourth Realm powerhouse stretched the truth too far. Without will, awareness, or command over its strength, it amounted to little more than a colossal pool of life essence and cosmic might.

Should Cain discard his Royal Blutlinie form and fuse once more with the ocean, tapping its complete power would remain beyond him. Neither his soul nor his mind yet possessed the resilience to master such

overpowering force.

Yet that held no importance.

No flawless physique or arena for battle was required of him.

A container was what he sought.

A base to erect his Chaos Scarlet Throne upon.

And it stood before him now.

Thrill welled up inside, but Cain quashed it without delay.

This marked just the outset. The opening stride was finished, though harder trials awaited ahead.

With a profound inhalation, he steadied his thoughts.

Then, through pure intent alone, his Chaos Wings unfurled in their utmost

glory.

They stretched wide before spearing into the Ocean of the Blood Sun like colossal lances, descending to its profoundest depths.