Chaos Heir

Chapter 1621: Ray

The fuming titan, brimming with divine power, didn’t say anything. His universe was on the verge of collapsing. The accumulation that should have pushed him toward an even higher state of existence was mostly gone, depleted during the battle, but no words of anger or challenge escaped his figure.

Khan shared that mindset. Space had lost its foundation and was ready to crumble, creating a calamity even humankind didn’t have words for. His loved ones were in danger, but his brain didn’t come up with any statements or final words.

Both sides knew the last clash was imminent, and they poured the entirety of their beings into it.

Time slowed down for Khan and the God as their perception sharpened to the utmost limit. The two put everything they had into getting ready for their respective attacks, overloading their minds so much that the universe’s collapse seemed to crawl to a halt.

Of course, that only applied to Khan and the God. Their functions were so fast that they created the perception of a general stop, but the reality of the situation couldn’t be more different.

The spherical, cracked canvas that was what was left of the fabric of space wasn’t only continuing to lose energy and collapse. That catastrophic trend also constantly accelerated, with each new instability adding fuel to the general destruction.

But Khan and the God remained still despite all that. Nothing in the entirety of both universes was more important than their next moves, so they had to be absolutely sure to make them count.

Needless to say, that silent, motionless stalemate lasted less than a fraction of a second. Those two superior beings experienced life on a time flow of their own, so they became ready to act before their surroundings had the chance to break any further.

The God was the first to make a move. His titanic, fuming form stirred, disparate chunks of his True Chaos rising, churning, and transforming to give birth to a multitude of different attacks that made full use of his vast arsenal and battle experience.

Ethereal tendrils of obscuring blackness grew and cracked at Khan. Vast chunks of True Chaos disappeared, melting with the shattered fabric of space to teleport around Khan in the form of oppressive implosions.

A series of obliterating bullets also shot forward, carrying individual gravitational pulls that eradicated anything in their path. Pieces of True Chaos even gained scorching properties, condensing beyond their structural limits to unleash unrestrained bursts of violent energy.

All those attacks happened simultaneously and were instantaneous. Moreover, despite their different shapes and natures, they didn’t clash. Actually, they blended perfectly, creating a seamless offense capable of self-empowerment.

Khan couldn’t even fathom how such a feat was possible. He had fought his fair share of incredible experts, but that show of force was simply unbelievable.

That seamless symphony of attacks was something only someone at the God’s level and with his battle prowess could devise, leaving Khan with no room for counterattacks.

Or at least, that was what the God had planned, but Khan’s brain had a different idea.

Time had slowed down in Khan’s perception, but the God’s offense flew at the same pace. Its instantaneous nature also made it surround Khan immediately, so fast that blinking would make him miss it.

However, Khan did blink, and the God’s attacks were still all around him when he reopened his obscuring gaze, seemingly frozen in time.

The previous feeding session had fully awakened Khan’s new status. Instinctive and rational confidence had also flooded his every fiber. He didn’t really know what he was doing, but the results were undeniable.

Khan’s perception had somehow stepped it up in response to that incredible symphony of attacks. His brain functions had quickened even further, bringing him into a superior time flow even the God couldn’t match.

That gave Khan the impression that the God’s offense had stopped right before crashing into him. Yet, things didn’t end there. His perception wasn’t the only aspect that had uncovered that new level of power. His brain had quickened, and so did his body.

A red light flashed in Khan’s obscuring gaze as lightning bolts flooded his tissues, empowering them, surrounding him in a scarlet halo. His body moved, flying slowly among that still world, transforming it.

The ethereal tendrils broke in different spots, their split pieces tilting and bending as if something small but impossibly heavy had crashed on them.

The implosions of invisible energy saw their momentum reverse, as if something had pushed their unfathomable converging force back.

The bullets suddenly lost their gravitational pulls and descended lightly, as if someone had stepped on them, using them as simple footholds. Red veins also filled their fabric, covering them in their entirety.

At last, the wild energy released by the scorching True Chaos directly disappeared, unable to oppose the authority of a superior being in that raw form.

The entirety of the God’s perfect offense had met its match, ending up in that defused state, ready to disappear or unleash its remaining power randomly.

Nevertheless, something else happened in that still motionless world. Khan appeared before the giant head of the God, the tip of his black fingernails shining with blinding red light as they touched the vast space between the huge scarlet eyes.

Five massive cracks opened on the spot, expanding diagonally from the area where Khan’s fingers had stabbed the God’s head, running on a layer of reality that existed beneath the spherical, cracked curtain.

Two of those giant cracks cut through the God’s entire body, while the other three remained limited to his head. Yet, the red light that brightened inside them affected his existence, destabilizing it deeply, hurting his very core.

That was a deadly attack, a proper final blow, but Khan’s eyes widened in shock when his senses updated him on the suffocating pain that spread throughout his body.

And as the God’s broken offense unleashed its remaining power, Khan lowered his obscuring gaze, finding a darker-than-black ray of glowing blackness running through his chest.