A heavy, resounding pulse echoed through the Ninth Realm.
"THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!"
Cain's heart beat like a raging storm, each pulse carrying a force so imnse that it rippled across the heavens and shattered the stillness of the land. The sky trembled, and the earth quaked under the pressure of that rhythm, as if reality itself struggled to endure the sheer power contained within his body.
Yet Cain had no awareness of the devastation around him. He could barely remain conscious.
His entire body burned as though it were being consud from within. The blood coursing through his veins felt like molten gold, searing everything it touched. The power of the Chaos Scarlet Throne surged through him like an unrestrained inferno, threatening to tear him apart from the inside. If his foundation faltered for even a mont, his body, mind, and soul would collapse under the strain. Radiation began to leak from his form, first in faint waves and then in violent bursts. Within seconds, a cataclysmic storm erupted around him. A massive scarlet tornado spiraled into existence, growing larger with every heartbeat. Its winds roared with enough force to uproot mountains and tear continents from the ground.
"ARGHHHHHHH!"
Cain's scream tore through the storm, filled with raw, unfiltered agony.
He had known that rging a Fourth Realm Unique Dinsion into his Ancestor Drop would be dangerous. He had trusted that his foundation, strengthened by his evolution after the awakening of his Ancestor Domain, would be enough to endure it. However, nothing had prepared him for this level of pain.
The fusion did not only affect his body. It reached into his mind and
soul, amplifying the tornt beyond anything he had ever experienced. The agony overwheld him so completely that his body gave out, and he crashed onto the ground below, unable to remain airborne.
The storm intensified.
The radiation pouring from him grew stronger with every passing second, feeding the tornado and pushing it to an even more terrifying scale. The sky darkened under its presence, and the land beneath it cracked apart.
Cain could feel unconsciousness approaching, creeping into his mind like an unstoppable tide. If he succumbed, even for an instant, it would an death.
He could not allow that.
Summoning the last remnants of his will, he slamd his head into the ground.
"BOOM!"
The impact shattered the earth beneath him, sending cracks spreading outward in all directions.
Again.
"BOOM!"
And again.
"BOOM!"
Each strike was an act of desperation, a brutal attempt to keep himself awake. His face twisted into sothing almost unrecognizable, his eyes bloodshot and wild, yet his determination never wavered. He forced himself forward again and again, clinging to consciousness through sheer willpower.
Images flashed through his mind-those he needed to return to, those for whom he would burn Paradise itself if necessary. That resolve beca the anchor that kept him from falling into darkness. Around him, Morningstar, Satan, and Hades watched in silence. Their expressions were filled with concern, yet they remained powerless. Even if they had their physical forms, there was nothing they could do. This was not a battle against an enemy. It was a tribulation, the unavoidable price for wielding a Fourth Realm ability while still being a Third Realm existence.
Across the Ninth Realm, the surviving lifeforms sensed the catastrophe unfolding. Their instincts scread in terror as they fled as far away as possible. Sothing monstrous was being born within that storm, sothing that would shake the very foundations of the realm.
"ARGHHHHHHH!"
Another scream erupted, but this one was different.
It no longer carried pain.
It carried power.
A blinding light burst from the center of the storm, tearing through
the scarlet tornado and obliterating everything in its path. The surrounding land vanished, replaced by a massive crater that resembled the impact site of a world-destroying teor.
At the center of that devastation stood a single figure.
Cain.
White flas surrounded him, dancing across his body with an
intensity that warped the space around him. Ti itself seed to freeze in his presence. Pebbles hung motionless in the air, dust remained suspended, and even the wind ceased to move. All the wounds he had suffered were gone, erased by the
overwhelming surge of energy now coursing through him. Cain glanced at the flas, and a wide smile spread across his face.
He had not summoned them.
The energy flowing through his Ancestor Drop was so imnse that the flas had manifested on their own.
A profound light filled his eyes as he clenched his fists, drawing upon
the full power of Null Eternum. In response, a massive pillar of white fire erupted from his body, rising into the sky and crashing against the firmant itself. The heavens trembled under its force. Everything within a vast radius entered a state of absolute stasis.
Nothing moved.
Nothing changed.
Nothing existed beyond that frozen mont.
Cain threw his head back and laughed, the sound echoing endlessly through the still world.
"I have surpassed my expectations."
His voice carried both triumph and disbelief.
The Scarlet Thrones of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe and the Crimson World had focused on will and body, respectively. This new
throne, however, had taken a different path.
Its core was energy.
"It has reached the Fourth Realm!"
The Scarlet King roared with exhilaration, unable to contain the thrill
surging through him.
Of course, this did not an that his cultivation itself had reached the
Fourth Realm. What it ant was far more subtle, yet equally profound. The energy he now wielded-the fuel behind every technique, every ability, every movent-had ascended to an entirely new level.
His stamina, his output, and the potency of every action he took had been elevated beyond anything he had previously possessed.
Yet that was only the beginning.
Just as the Scarlet Thrones from the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe
and the Crimson World could influence other aspects, such as soul and life force, the Chaos Scarlet Throne also extended its reach.
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