Chapter 1726: Taboo Race
Divine Calamity stood ready, his aura exploding violently with the intent to obliterate the intruder who had dared disrupt his sacred cultivation. His power surged like an unstoppable storm, determined to pulverize the insolent trespasser, body and soul, without hesitation or rcy.
Yet, in the instant his eyes landed upon the intruder, his heart abruptly froze, all anger replaced by an imdiate sensation of dread.
Respect and apprehension surged simultaneously within Divine Calamity, compelling him to swiftly lower his gaze and respectfully descend from his position.
“My Lord,” Divine Calamity spoke carefully, his voice carrying a profound reverence rarely seen from the powerful ArchDeity. “What brings you here?”
The individual whom the leader of Divine Calamity Heaven addressed so reverently was cloaked entirely in darkness. It appeared as a shadowy projection without clearly defined physical features, a humanoid shape enshrouded in mystery and darkness.
Only one feature stood out vividly—his eyes. Deep, abyssal black pupils surrounded by halos of swirling cosmic plasma, resembling cosmic black holes, each one an entity of absolute gravity that seed capable of warping space and ti.
The mysterious figure fixed his profound gaze upon Divine Calamity, an unsettling pressure emanating from his very existence, before finally speaking. His voice was resonant, authoritative, and infused with a terrifying sense of command that left no room for dissent or hesitation.
“I have detected a mber of the Taboo Race within the Everstrife Empyrean World,” the figure declared plainly.
He extended one palm, and imdiately an image of a young man appeared within it. Divine Calamity’s eyes instantly sharpened with recognition at the sight.
“He is currently on the Endlessdeath Continent, residing at a place known as the Volcano Tree,” the enigmatic figure continued, his tone devoid of any negotiation or flexibility. “Go now and eliminate him.”
The command was abrupt, blunt, and left no room for refusal or question. Without another word, the shadowy projection vanished as abruptly as it had appeared, leaving behind only the haunting echo of his powerful command and the lingering image of the young man marked for death.
Divine Calamity stared at the image intensely, his gaze filled with complicated emotions as he murmured quietly to himself, “Cain Laurifer…”
The ArchDeity’s expression grew deeply troubled as he considered the daunting order. Killing Cain wasn’t the issue itself—Divine Calamity held no personal attachnt to Cain, regardless of his recent accomplishnts or status within Divine Calamity Heaven’s army. Executing him would ordinarily have posed no difficulty.
No, what truly disturbed Divine Calamity was the necessity of breaking his cultivation state. He had reached a critical juncture in his practice, a pivotal mont in his advancent toward a greater realm of power.
Even the simple act of traveling from his hidden cultivation grounds to the distant Endlessdeath Continent posed considerable risks, potentially derailing his carefully cultivated progress.
Despite these considerations, Divine Calamity understood fully that disobeying a direct command from the Lord was equivalent to suicide.
For a brief mont, Divine Calamity considered delegating the assassination task to his son, Andrew. Almost imdiately, however, he dismissed the idea.
Too many variables were involved; although he believed Andrew could defeat Cain, actually killing the young prodigy would likely prove difficult. Moreover, failure in this task would only magnify the consequences.
After several long seconds spent deliberating nurous alternatives and potential solutions, Divine Calamity finally released a resigned sigh. Accepting the inevitable, he waved his hand gently through the air, instantly manifesting a perfect replica of himself—a powerful, flawless clone.
This was no ordinary clone like those Cain or others casually produced. It was a superior construct known as an Oga Clone, capable of temporarily manifesting the strength of an ArchDeity. Although its true power could not match Divine Calamity’s original body, it nonetheless far surpassed even the strongest Prima Deities.
“Every single day this Oga Clone remains active consus an overwhelming amount of energy,” Divine Calamity muttered bitterly, feeling the imnse cost as a personal loss, even for soone of his stature and wealth. “However, it is undeniably the best option available.”
He quickly sent a wisp of his Ego Wave into the Oga Clone, causing its previously vacant eyes to ignite instantly with intelligence, resolve, and profound wisdom. Now imbued with Divine Calamity’s consciousness and intent, the clone clenched its fists, feeling the imnse power surging through every inch of its replicated form.
Without hesitation, the Oga Clone swiftly departed the sacred cultivation abode, launching itself into the skies as a streak of brilliant light, flying directly toward the Endlessdeath Continent with unstoppable purpose.
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anwhile, deep within the [Samsara Arsenal Module], Cain was profoundly imrsed in ditation. His eyes were tightly closed, his consciousness deeply attuned to the energies flowing around him. Waves of pure, concentrated energy surged from the core of his Inner World, accumulating above him in the form of a radiant, glowing orb.
The orb radiated an aura of profound and tranquil might. It carried within it an essence and potential that surpassed the Law of Water. This orb embodied the resilience, fluidity, adaptability, and enduring force found only in the deepest ocean currents and mighty tidal surges.
Unlike Earth’s brute strength and immovable solidity, the defense granted by this orb was rooted in the very principle of fluid resistance. It did not simply block or negate physical attacks; instead, it absorbed, dispersed, and survived them with graceful ease, just as an ocean endures the fury of countless storms without ever faltering.
With solemn reverence, Cain softly uttered the na of this newly born force.
“Proto Law of Tidal Resistance.”
Imdiately, the radiant blue sphere erupted, its power flowing outward in cascading waves of energy. Rivers within Cain’s Inner World surged with newfound vigor, nourishing all they touched, enhancing both the land and the skies, while its power extended deep into Cain’s physical form.
A satisfied smile slowly erged on Cain’s lips as his body began emitting a subtle, srizing blue glow—like moonlight dancing upon ocean waves. He felt every fiber of his muscles and every inch of his skin absorbing the power, gaining an extraordinary ability to dissipate and redirect any physical force that made contact.
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