Chapter 404 Triple Time Clash — Spiral, Lightning, and Forgotten Beginnings
The Omega Sky has been destroyed.
What remains is an unnamed open space, a realm where time and will collide without boundaries. In the midst of this whirlpool of emptiness, two forces now devour each other: Chronos, the true god of time who refuses to accept an end, and Rui-Qayin, a fusion of man and an ancient curse who has agreed to fight as one entity.
Meanwhile, in the distance, two remaining lights—Joanna and Zeus—struggle to access the Absolute Time Core, which hangs in the very heart of Chronos: a colossal black-gold crystal that governs the course of all cause and effect in this universe.
If the core is damaged, all of reality will vanish.
"Time stands still!" Rui-Qayin shouted, her voice echoing as if it were bending the currents of time around her.
In the next moment, before Chronos, a mass of dark blue energy unfurled, grasping the power of time within an invisible circle. Mysterious clouds coiled around it, unleashing brilliant flashes of lightning and thunderous sounds, as if night had suddenly fallen. The space surrounding him distorted, every particle in the atmosphere vibrating in response to his command. A void took shape, a black sphere expanding, drawing light and color into the darkness encasing Rui-Qayin.
In the next moment, before Chronos, a mass of dark blue energy unfurled, grasping the power of time within an invisible circle. Mysterious clouds coiled around it, unleashing brilliant flashes of lightning and thunderous sounds, as if the universe itself fought relentlessly.
"Stop this, Rui-Qayin!" Chronos shouted, his voice trembling as if trapped within a disrupted flow of time.
"I will not allow everything to end," Rui-Qayin replied, her fearless voice filling the empty space. The moment was charged with a roar and fierce winds, sweeping everything around her, creating a terrifying shroud of energy.
Chronos struggled to respond, his fingers raised as an ancient symbol appeared within his golden aura. "The power of time, return to me!" As he uttered his incantation, blinding golden light exploded from his palm.
As this occurred, the fractured dark sky seemed to split open, illuminated by the sacred light emanating from Chronos, creating vibrant flashes of color. The energy whirled and danced, showcasing images of the past when glory and destruction intertwined. With each echo of the incantation, the dimensions appeared to tremble, producing a rumbling sound akin to an earthquake that shook the very foundations of reality.