The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2572 Transcendence... (I)

The very streets of Earth fractured and tore under the immense power of a colossal clash, as a Fourth Realm battle of unparalleled ferocity raged across the ruined cityscape. Four combatants waged war with their utmost strength, their movements far exceeding the limits of normal sight, their power capable of rending worlds asunder.

Gritting his teeth, Anark propelled his ravaged form onward, launching himself from the street just in time to avoid a relentless hail of crystalline projectiles. They whistled past him, detonating moments later, their explosions unleashing waves of scorching fire that consumed everything in their path.

He had scarce a moment to draw breath before his senses screamed anew. His gaze snapped to attention as Pyromancer Adam entered the structure with him, flames writhed and danced around his being. With a visage devoid of warmth and mercy,

the Curse Eater brought his palms together, and in an instant, his arms transmuted into incandescent conduits of pure destruction. An unending torrent of fire spheres spewed forth, each one burning with the fury of a dying star, inundating the interior with blinding, lethal death.

Anark pushed himself beyond all conceivable limits, weaving and evading through the conflagration as he closed the distance. Though he faced overwhelming odds, Pyromancer Adam bore significant injuries already. If he could neutralize even one adversary, the scales of power might tilt in his favor. This singular notion fueled his relentless advance.

Yet, precisely as he prepared to deliver his blow, the tapestry of the battlefield shifted once more.

A colossal claw ripped through the building's structure, shattering steel beams as it tore its way in. It lunged directly at Anark with an unstoppable surge of power.

The True Primordial's eyes widened in recognition of the assailant—Mytical Beast Adam. There was no time for hesitation. Void Primordial Force flooded his limbs as he unleashed a downward strike,

utilizing the resultant force to propel himself skyward. He burst through the ceiling in a violent eruption, narrowly evading the crushing grip of the gargantuan claw.

However, his escape did not equate to safety.

Before he could regain his equilibrium, several projectiles impacted his back. The subsequent explosions tore into his flesh, sending him plummeting downwards like a celestial body in decline. He slammed into the ground with pulverizing force, gouging a deep crater beneath him. Agony coursed through his entire being, yet he suppressed it instantaneously. There was no room for faltering.

He forced himself to rise and surged forward just as an immense torrent of fire vaporized the very spot he had occupied. Though he narrowly dodged the catastrophic attack, the lingering heat seared his skin, leaving it blackened and aflame. Nevertheless, he pressed onward, his mind a whirlwind of strategy.

This outcome was utterly inconceivable.

Confronting all three Aspects simultaneously was simply an insurmountable challenge. Each individual was a Fourth Realm entity. Were he to face them one by one, Anark might prove superior, but united, they formed an impenetrable phalanx. Their synchronization was absolute, their proficiencies interlinking with seamless perfection. It felt as though he were battling a solitary entity fractured into three impeccably coordinated bodies—which, in essence, was precisely the reality.

The formidable trio began to tighten their encirclement, advancing from every conceivable angle, sealing off all potential avenues of escape. Projectiles, searing flames, and raw physical force converged upon him in an unyielding tempest. Anark's eyes narrowed as he detected the scorching heat of impending attacks at his rear.

At the very last possible instant, he utilized a fractured statue as a launching point, propelling himself into the air, narrowly circumventing another devastating assault from Devil Child Adam and Pyromancer Adam. But as he ascended to the zenith of his trajectory, an even more terrifying adversary awaited him.

Specks of incandescent light coalesced before him, solidifying into a colossal figure.

Mytical Beast Adam.

Despite his immense stature, the monstrous Aspect moved with an unnatural velocity, as if the very fabric of terrestrial law yielded to accommodate his presence. It was not mere flight, nor simple locomotion—it was an intrinsic force that permitted him to transcend even the crushing gravitational pull of this desolate domain.

He materialized mid-assault, his radiant claw descending upon Anark with a power that threatened to flatten existence itself.

There was no possibility of evasion in mid-air.

Anark clenched his fists, channeling every iota of Void Primordial Force at his disposal into his counter-strike. With a primal, furious roar, he met the descending blow head-on.

"BOOOOOOM!"

A cataclysmic detonation of burning light interwoven with violet plasma erupted as the claw and fist collided. Tremors radiated outward, shaking the foundations of nearby structures. The impact was world-shattering, a collision of two forces capable of decimating entire dimensions.

But Anark was no longer at his peak condition.

His accumulated injuries were beginning to exact their price.

For just an instant, his strength wavered, and that fleeting moment proved decisive. The crimson talon thrust forward, overwhelming his defense. Anark's form was violently propelled into a colossal structure, striking with catastrophic impact. He pierced through its upper echelons, shattering from the rooftop down to the lower levels in a violent demolition. The entire edifice groaned under the assault before imploding, entombing him beneath immense tons of wreckage.

A wave of agony washed over him, his body protesting fiercely, yet he refused to surrender. He understood that remaining immobile, even for a second, would seal his doom.

But before he could stir-

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

A barrage of explosions descended upon the ruins. Fireballs and missiles ceaselessly pounded the debris, entrenching him beneath a relentless storm of devastation. Devil Child Adam and Pyromancer Adam operated in flawless coordination, ensuring his escape was impossible.

Then, a more dreadful turn of events began to transpire.

Mytical Beast Adam unhinged his gargantuan jaws, expanding them wider and wider until it appeared he intended to swallow the very firmament. A creeping darkness enveloped the Earth as daylight itself was inexorably drawn towards him. The surroundings rapidly darkened, shadows stretching with unnatural length as the world's brilliance was utterly consumed.

More and more light rapidly vanished, absorbed into the titanic Curse Eater, until the entire vicinity was plunged into a disquieting abyss.

All that formidable power, all that raw strength, now resided within him.

His eyes blazed with a frigid, unyielding gaze as he fixed his attention on the wreckage below, where Anark remained immured.

Then, his voice boomed, deep and resonant like a dragon's roar, echoing as if it were the judgment of a deity.

"Horizon Devour Beam."

In the subsequent moment, he unleashed its horrifying power.

A torrent of unfathomable might erupted from his throat, impacting directly into the mound of rubble. The collision instantly ignited everything, a pillar of searing light exploding skyward as the entire zone was annihilated. The beam tore across the battlefield, ascending higher and higher until it seemed capable of piercing the heavens themselves. Within that blinding inferno, Anark was utterly consumed.