Chapter 1751: Reward
For the next few months, Cain and ylin spent their days fully imrsed in each other’s company. They allowed their minds, always restless, constantly seeking greater power and strategizing grand plans, to finally relax. They freed themselves of every concern, worry, and stress, indulging wholeheartedly in true, absolute monts of relaxation and bliss.
Together, they journeyed across breathtaking landscapes, exploring realms of unmatched majesty and wonder. They soared above vast mountain ranges, their peaks so high they seed to pierce the heavens, draped in pristine clouds and crowned with eternal snow.
They bathed within the fiery lakes of active volcanoes, subrged in molten magma yet completely unhard, feeling the primal heat invigorate their bodies and cleanse their souls.
The Neo-Demon and Depravita rode on the wings of colossal storms, dancing through roaring thunderclouds, feeling electricity pulse through the air and crackle gently against their skin. They delved fearlessly into frozen lakes so deep that ti itself seed suspended beneath the ice, floating weightlessly amidst perfect stillness, surrounded by an ethereal blue glow that embraced them tenderly.
Yet, as wondrous and thrilling as these days were, every beautiful mont eventually had to reach its end.
The fusion of the nine enormous landmasses that composed the First Realm was finally nearing completion. Cain and ylin stood side by side high above the clouds, their eyes widened in awe and fascination. From their vantage point, they witnessed a sight no being on the First Realm had ever seen before.
Far beneath them, the nine colossal continents slowly moved through the endless oceans. Each landmass was as imnse as a world unto itself, carrying vast mountain ranges, endless deserts, lush forests, and great rivers. Like giant cosmic beasts drifting gently yet inevitably closer, they approached each other. Ocean waters roared and surged into monuntal waves, displaced by their unstoppable advance.
Cain and ylin watched in silent amazent as the continents drew near, their edges beginning to align perfectly, guided by so unseen, harmonious force.
Each collision echoed across the world, generating massive earthquakes, cataclysmic tremors powerful enough to shatter mountains and reshape entire coastlines.
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Yet despite the destruction, the collision was paradoxically graceful, perfectly synchronized as if each landmass had always belonged precisely in that place. They fit seamlessly, interlocking like pieces of a divine puzzle finally coming together after eons apart.
The last continent drifted forward, and Cain felt his heart thunder as he witnessed the final rging. The mont they connected, the world seed to hold its breath. Then, with an impact that resonated through every fiber of existence, the continents fused completely into one unified supercontinent.
At that exact mont, sothing extraordinary happened.
“RUMBLE!”
Another trendous tremor erupted—but this ti, it originated not from the landmass, but from the firmant above, far higher than any Peak Void Eclipse Legend could reach. Cain and ylin raised their eyes in astonishnt, and what they beheld was beyond breathtaking.
A vast ocean of golden energy appeared, stretching infinitely above the newly ford supercontinent. Its brilliance illuminated every corner of the world, painting the sky in shimring gold. Both Cain and ylin imdiately recognized it—the manifested consciousness of the Crimson World’s Will, the sentient essence ford from the collective consciousness of all life in existence.
From this boundless golden sea, endless streams of Origin Power descended gracefully, cascading down upon the unified continent. Like rivers of divine essence, these energies poured relentlessly, flooding the lands at a breathtaking pace.
Cain and ylin observed in silent reverence as the golden ocean nurtured and perfected the fusion of the continents. Raw energy perated every particle of earth, stone, and vegetation, knitting them together into an indivisible whole, perfectly harmonizing the myriad powers and diverse Oniric Truths of the once-separate landmasses.
Days passed into weeks, yet neither Cain nor ylin shifted their attention away from the astonishing spectacle. Finally, on the thirty-third day, the final stream of golden energy rged completely with the landmass.
Cain and ylin could only gaze at the majestic supercontinent with astonishnt and reverence. The density of its energy and the purity of its Oniric Truths were beyond comparison, infinitely superior to the fragnted continents of the past. It had ascended to a higher plane of existence, transcending any known standard.
“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!”
Suddenly, a colossal explosion echoed across the newborn continent. Rather than causing destruction, it manifested as an enormous burst of pure energy, erupting outward into the oceans. Waves of radiant force surged gracefully in all directions, releasing the imnse kinetic energies accumulated during the fusion of the continents. It was an astonishingly beautiful and flawless release of power.
But the miracles were not yet complete.
The massive Dark Trees, previously absorbing the energy of their surroundings, suddenly began to wither. Guided by the gentle wisdom of the World Will, they willingly returned all the accumulated energy back into the supercontinent—not only the power they had absorbed but also the profound forces and mysteries inherent in their creation.
The continent absorbed this energy eagerly, elevating its already transcendent existence to an even greater level of majesty.
Cain’s heart swelled with unparalleled excitent and pride. He had achieved sothing legendary, an accomplishnt destined to echo throughout the ages. Yet, what truly thrilled him was the imminent reward awaiting them.
“RUMBLE!”
Another tremor echoed, gentler this ti—more a joyful tremor than a destructive quake. Imdiately afterward, billions of golden arcs burst forth from the deepest core of the supercontinent, illuminating the entire realm.
So arcs were massive, as thick as the trunks of trees that had lived for millions of years; others were as thin as needles. Yet even the smallest of these streams carried such profound Origin Power that a single one could elevate an ordinary Legend by multiple Levels.
These streams of golden light were the generous rewards bestowed by the World Will, gifts to every individual who had contributed in any way toward unifying the First Realm.
Then, without warning, ten enormous explosions resonated across the continent.
“BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!”
Ten imnse pillars of golden energy surged upward, each infinitely greater than any other reward given so far. These magnificent pillars of Origin Power soared directly toward the ten legendary warriors who bore the Mark of Abaddon—the fearless leaders who had guided the Scarlet Crusade through countless battles and had secured the ultimate victory.
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