As soon as Cain withdrew his sword from the Lord of Ages, his gaze shifted toward ylin. A gentle smile appeared on the Neo-Demon’s face, a rare softness directed at the Depravita of Original Sin. Yet, within monts, that warmth sharpened into a cold, focused glint. A flash of killing intent flickered in his eyes.
ylin understood instantly. No words were needed.
Without warning or ceremony, Cain and ylin vanished from their position in the sky, reappearing like falling stars on the battlefield below where the remaining Prima Deities still lingered. There were no proclamations—only silent resolve as they struck.
Their targets: the Prima Deities dispatched alongside the Star ArchDeity by the Ancient One.
The others, those who had fought under the Lord of Ages’ banner, might still serve a purpose. Tiamat seed to have plans for them. But the agents of the Ancient One were another matter entirely. They could not be allowed to live. Cain knew very well that with an enemy like the Ancient One, caution was survival.
Though powerful, the targeted Prima Deities were no match for Cain and ylin. The two of them, both standing at the ArchDeity level, were forces of apocalyptic magnitude. A few of the enemy tried to flee—but their fear only opened gateways for ylin. She stepped through their terror like walking through fog, appearing in their path and cutting them down with precise, rciless strikes.
Cain, for his part, wasn’t about to let their energy go to waste.
The Scarlet Throne manifested high above, looming like a divine executioner. Cain hurled their broken bodies into the maw of the throne, feeding it not only their vitality and innate abilities but also their mories and insights into their Oniric Truths.
Already weakened by the long war, the enemy Prima Deities stood no chance. Within ten minutes, all of them had been slain.
Only then did Cain allow his heart to settle and deactivate his Asura Form. Imdiately, blood began to seep from every orifice in his face—nose, ears, and eyes—but thanks to the new influx of vitality from the throne, his regeneration kicked in swiftly, nding the internal damage.
ylin appeared beside him a mont later, concern visible in her eyes. But Cain gave her a reassuring smile and folded his legs in the air, settling into a ditative position before closing his eyes.
ylin studied him for a few seconds, ensuring he was truly fine, before adopting the sa posture. She, too, needed to stabilize the raging power within her. Awakening her Dream had thrown her Soul Dinsion into glorious, volatile chaos.
Around them, no one moved.
The remaining Prima Deities stood in stunned silence. Those allied with Tiamat wore expressions of satisfaction and relief, smiles breaking across weary faces. Victory was theirs, and they knew that soon, reward would follow.
Those who had stood with the Lord of Ages remained still as statues, not daring to act. After what had just happened to the reinforcents from the Ancient One, none of them had any illusions about their chances in a confrontation. So dared to look skyward, toward the Dragon Empress, silently praying for rcy.
But Tiamat had no ti for their hopes.
Her attention was locked solely on the Lord of Ages.
Though his body, soul, and mind had already been paralyzed, that was far from sufficient. She knew the caliber of foe she faced. The possibility of hidden trump cards, sealed contingencies, or last-ditch fail-safes still lood. Until his Eternal Kingdom was fully harvested, he would remain a threat.
And so, she worked without pause.
For seventy-two hours straight, she poured the full weight of her Oniric Truths into the sealed void at the center of his being, reinforcing layer after layer of taphysical bindings. She locked his Black Hole with mind-numbing complexity, preventing even the subtlest flicker of divine intent from escaping.
Finally, after three days of uninterrupted sealing, Tiamat was satisfied. With a wave of her hand, she vanished the body of the unconscious ArchDeity into a pocket dinsion and turned her gaze downward.
Cain and ylin had ignored the lingering Prima Deities entirely—but Tiamat was not soone they could disregard.
Cain opened his eyes, imdiately aware that the ti for negotiation had arrived.
But before dealing with politics and division of spoils, he had sothing more urgent to address: his own power.
"Supercomputer Assistant, scan ."
In less than a second, the familiar tallic voice echoed in his mind:
[Host scan completed.
....
Na: Cain Laurifer
Race: Neo-Demon
Cultivation: Second Astral Black Neo-Demon / Divine Kingdom Level 42 ↑
—— STATS ——
Strength: 15.4 → 22.4
Agility: 6.8 → 14.3
Vitality: 9.1 → 17.2
Neo-Demon Aura: 13.4 → 20.1
Soul Force: 12.6 → 19.9
—— CORE ONIRIC TRUTHS ——
Gluttony: 100%
Dominion: 100%
Bloodline: 100%]
Cain grinned.
Thanks to the unrestrained consumption of Origin Power he had pushed his cultivation to the peak of the Prima Deity Rank. His stats had soared accordingly.
"Still, that’s only part of the reason I grew so fast," he mused. "The true leap ca from awakening my Dream. My talent evolved imdiately—my body and soul must now rival that of a First-Order Neo-Demon."
That realization sent a shiver of excitent through him.
But Cain wasn’t the type to get lost in euphoria. He turned his attention to ylin, eager to assess her newfound strength.
[Scan completed...
Na: ylin
Race: Depravita
Cultivation: Late Prima Deity True Depravita / Divine Kingdom Level 40
—— STATS ——
Strength: 7.1
Agility: 5.9
Vitality: 8.2
Depravita Aura: 24.1
Soul Force: 28.0
—— CORE ONIRIC TRUTHS ——
Pride: 100%
Envy: 100%
Gluttony: 66%]
Cain let out a low whistle.
ylin’s growth had been nothing short of extraordinary. She still sat at the Late Prima Deity level, but now that her Dream had awakened, reaching the peak would be effortless. While her physical attributes weren’t as high as his, her energy reserves and soul force were monstrous.
Not even the old ArchDeityes with Eternal Kingdoms would dare to ss with them.
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