The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 2648: Nito’s rage

A wide smile appeared on Meylin’s face as she felt the power flowing through every fiber of her existence.

The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

The purification she had undergone inside the Coffin of Life and Death had not merely strengthened her cultivation. It had elevated the very foundation of her path.

For the first time, she could see it.

The gate.

The barrier that separated the Third Realm from the Fourth.

It no longer felt like an insurmountable wall standing at the end of existence. Instead, it appeared as a distant summit that she could finally perceive clearly.

Anark had crossed that boundary.

The Scarlet King was already standing at its threshold.

And now she could finally see the road that would allow her to reach it as well.

A profound sense of satisfaction emerged in her heart.

Not because of the power itself.

But because she finally possessed the qualification to stand beside Cain on the battlefield rather than watching from behind.

However, Meylin did not allow those thoughts to distract her.

The battle was far from over.

The moment her smile appeared, her wings unfolded completely, and she transformed into a streak of seven-colored starlight.

She shot forward.

Across from her, the Storm of the Root released a roar so powerful that the sky trembled.

The abomination hated her.

Every instinct within its monstrous existence screamed that the woman before it represented everything it opposed.

The purity within her power made it sick.

The Flame of Hope was the natural enemy of the corruption sustaining its existence.

Therefore, it wanted only one thing.

To destroy her.

The gigantic storm surged forward.

Billions of tons of flesh twisted and expanded.

Colossal bone spikes erupted from its surface.

Mountain-sized arms made of rotting flesh descended from above while rivers of corruption surged from every direction.

The assault was overwhelming.

Yet Meylin showed no fear.

Longinus moved.

One swing.

A crescent of starlight flame crossed the heavens.

The gigantic arm descending from above was instantly severed.

Another swing followed.

A storm of radiant blades erupted outward, cutting apart thousands of flesh tendrils before they could reach her.

The battlefield became a dazzling dance of destruction.

Every attack sent by the Storm of the Root was shattered.

Every monstrous construct it created was reduced to ash and light.

However, despite suffering immense damage, the abomination refused to fall.

Its vitality was simply too terrifying.

Chunks of flesh burned away only to regenerate moments later.

Severed limbs grew back.

Destroyed sections reformed.

The Storm of the Root continued advancing relentlessly.

Eventually, the sheer volume of attacks began to overwhelm even Meylin.

Thousands of gigantic flesh hands emerged simultaneously from every direction.

They crashed together like continents colliding.

The sky darkened.

The flesh continued expanding.

Layer after layer wrapped around her position until a gigantic crimson moon made entirely of living flesh appeared in the heavens.

Cain and Nito had not stood by while the fight between Meylin and the Storm of the Root raged. They were clashing nonstop, and their eyes immediately narrowed as they saw the Storm of the Root trap the True Depravita of Hope.

A small smile rose on the face of the holder of the Eye of Samsara. Nito had been worried, but it seemed that his creation managed to endure. Yet, before he could get too happy, he noticed the peace in the face of the Scarlet King.

"Why is he not worried?" Given the state of Meylin, there should be dread or at least anxiety in the face of the Scarlet King, yet Nito saw nothing.

The Storm of the Root roared triumphantly.

The countless faces embedded within its body screamed in unison.

The flesh moon contracted.

Its purpose was simple.

Crush.

Consume.

Assimilate.

The pressure inside the moon increased continuously.

Worlds would have been pulverized instantly.

Even Alpha Omega Overgods would struggle to survive for more than a few seconds.

For a brief moment, it seemed as though Meylin had truly been trapped.

Then the flesh moon began to crack.

A single beam of starlight emerged.

Then another.

And another.

The next instant, an explosion of starlight flames erupted from within.

"BOOOOOOOOM!"

The flesh moon detonated.

Gigantic chunks of corrupted flesh scattered across the battlefield as a brilliant sun of starlight flame burst into existence.

At its center stood Meylin.

Her wings shone with unparalleled brilliance.

Starlight flames flowed around her body like celestial rivers.

Not a single wound could be seen.

Not a trace of weakness appeared in her eyes.

Instead, her smile became even fiercer.

The Storm of the Root had attacked with everything it possessed.

It had unleashed enough power to overwhelm almost any opponent in the Third Realm.

Yet she still stood.

Unbroken.

Unbowed.

The realization filled her heart with absolute confidence.

There was nothing to fear.

The Flame of Hope was not merely a weapon.

It was also a shield.

A force capable of protecting, nurturing, and elevating everything it touched.

As long as that flame continued burning within her soul, she would continue moving forward.

The starlight surrounding Meylin intensified once more as she raised Longinus and pointed it directly toward the Storm of the Root.

"Your end will be the first step in my ascension." The voice of the True Depravita of Hope echoed across the Fallen Empyrean World as her flames burst brighter than ever.

Nito clenched his teeth as he saw the power of Meylin. Of course, the Curse Eater understood that the True Depravita had not reached the level where she could destroy a Half-Step Fourth Realm life form with ease, as it was the Flame of Hope that granted an immense advantage against the Storm of the Root.

Yet her potential had truly transcended, so there was one entity in the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe other than the Scarlet King that could endanger his life.

"Fine!" The Curse Eater roared with rage and overwhelming killing intent. "I will just kill all of you!"