The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2644: Closer to the end

Nito’s eyes burned with fury and disbelief as he stared at the unstable blade in Cain’s hand. For the first time since awakening the Samsara Eye, he felt genuine danger. It was not merely the danger of defeat or injury, but the possibility of true death!

The realization sent a surge of rage through his heart, and instead of retreating, he pushed forward with even greater ferocity.

"ARGHHH!" A deafening roar erupted from the Curse Eater as the fissure on his forehead widened slightly. Blood immediately flowed from the edges of the crack, yet Nito paid it no attention.

The sealed eye hidden beneath the flesh seemed determined to force itself open, and with every fraction of a millimeter it gained, more Samsara Force poured into his body.

The laws of life and death twisted around him, reconstructing what had been lost. The stump where his arm had once been suddenly exploded with vitality as streams of life force gathered around it. Bone grew first, followed by muscle, veins, nerves, and skin. Within moments, an entirely new arm had formed, radiating even greater power than the one Cain had severed.

The warriors watching from afar could not hide their shock. Such regeneration went beyond healing. It was as though reality itself had accepted Nito’s will and rewritten his existence.

"This is my power!" The Curse Eater clenched his newly restored fist and laughed as overwhelming power surged through every inch of his body.

The Samsara Wheel behind him spun faster and faster, its six realms revolving with growing intensity as they continuously enhanced his strength. Every rotation seemed to push him closer to the Fourth Realm.

Cain narrowed his eyes as he sensed the increase in power. The danger emanating from Nito was growing by the second, yet there was no hesitation in his heart. Tightening his grip around the unstable blade, he surged forward and met the Curse Eater head-on.

Nito’s fist descended with enough force to collapse continents, while Cain answered with a slash that seemed capable of severing reality itself.

The two attacks met in the center of the battlefield, generating a shockwave that spread across millions of kilometers. Entire mountain ranges crumbled into dust, while vast sections of the atmosphere were ripped apart by the resulting pressure.

Yet neither warrior yielded.

Nito unleashed a relentless barrage of strikes, each carrying greater amounts of Samsara Force than the last. Every punch embodied the concepts of reincarnation, life, and death, while every kick distorted the surrounding space. The Curse Eater fought like an unstoppable force of nature, and with each exchange, the crack on his forehead widened a little more.

Cain responded with the blade.

Each swing unleashed devastation on a completely different level. Mountains vanished from existence. Storms were sliced apart and frozen in place before crumbling into dust. Massive scars appeared across the battlefield, stretching from horizon to horizon as though the world itself had been wounded.

However, the terrifying power came at a price.

Every time Cain swung the blade, his body trembled violently. Cracks spread through his muscles and bones, while blood leaked from countless pores across his skin. The fusion between Quietus Force and Zero State Force remained unstable, and although his Primordial Body was enduring the strain, it was being pushed closer and closer to its limit.

Nito immediately noticed the deterioration.

"Let’s see how long you can endure!" A cold smile appeared on the Curse Eater’s face as he intensified his assault. He no longer cared about receiving injuries so long as he could force Cain to continue using the blade.

Unfortunately for him, Cain understood exactly what he was trying to do.

The Scarlet King’s eyes remained calm despite the damage ravaging his body. Instead of becoming reckless, his attacks grew sharper and more efficient. Each slash was aimed with absolute precision, forcing Nito to abandon advantageous positions and devote increasing amounts of power toward defense.

The battle quickly evolved beyond simple exchanges of force.

It became a contest between two monsters attempting to overwhelm the other before their own limits gave way.

Nito’s regenerated arm was severed twice more during the clash, only to reform under the influence of the Samsara Eye. Meanwhile, Cain’s body suffered wound after wound as the unstable blade continuously tore apart his internal structure.

Neither side was willing to retreat. Neither side was willing to surrender an inch.

As the battle dragged on, the crack on Nito’s forehead widened yet again.

This time, the eye beneath became partially visible.

A terrifying pressure descended upon the battlefield.

The warriors of both armies felt their hearts tremble as a force belonging to the Fourth Realm began leaking into the world. Even Cain’s expression grew solemn as he felt the increase in power.

Yet despite the danger, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

This was exactly what he wanted. The Scarlet King needed Nito to be pushed to such an extreme level that defeat would force the Curse Eater to spend months, if not years, in seclusion, giving Cain a chance to advance in the unification of his bodies.

Of course, for any of that to happen, Cain needed to win this fight. Luckily, while the pressure he was enduring was almost as immense as when he faced the Sacred King of Chaos and Order, not everything was bad.

The pressure being exerted by the battle was pushing every aspect of his existence beyond its previous limits. His body was adapting. His soul was evolving. Most importantly, his willpower was being tempered under the constant threat of death.

The barrier separating his willpower from the Fourth Realm had never felt so close.

"ARGRGHHH!" Cain roared with all his strength as he tightened the grip around the blade, making his hands bleed, and swung with all his power.

As another collision shook the heavens and sent oceans of destruction across the battlefield.

Cain and Nito were blasted in opposite directions, and as they glanced at each other, they knew the battle was reaching its end.