Chapter 1830: Time for revenge
It took a long time, but Cain finally managed to consume eighty percent of the Lord of Ages’ Eternal Kingdom. What remained was barely a fraction of its original splendor, yet it still held the most important piece—the core, charged with the purest cosmic laws crafted by the ArchDeity himself.
Once the process was complete, Cain and Meylin turned toward Tiamat. They clasped their hands and offered a solemn bow. The Dragon Empress, ever composed, returned the gesture with a faint but genuine smile. No words passed between them, but the gesture was heavy with mutual respect—a silent acknowledgment of power, effort, and shared victory.
With nothing left to say, Cain and Meylin rose into the sky and vanished from the battlefield. Whatever Tiamat chose to do with the remaining pieces of the Eternal Kingdom or with the surviving Prima Deities who once served the Lord of Ages was no longer their concern.
The Neo-Demon and the Depravita did not immediately return to the Chaos Beyond the Realm. Instead, they wandered, flying freely without direction or destination. The Scarlet Throne still needed time to fully dismantle and refine the fragments of the Eternal Kingdom into pure Origin Power, and there was no reason to rush.
But even more than that—they simply needed rest.
Since their ascension to the Second Realm, Cain and Meylin had been caught in an unending cycle of battle, cultivation, and survival. For the better part of a decade, they hadn’t known true peace. They had lived as weapons, sharpened by cosmic conflict, forged in pressure and blood. But now, with their final confrontation over and the war against the Lord of Ages complete, they could finally let go.
A bow kept perpetually taut would eventually snap. Even someone with Cain’s unmatched will needed time to breathe. Especially now—he wasn’t preparing to join a battle anymore. He was preparing to start a war of his own. And this time, he wouldn’t be a piece on the board. He would be the one moving the pieces.
Meylin saw it in his eyes. His time in the Crimson World was drawing to a close. But instead of mourning that reality, she chose to treasure what remained. Together, they soared through the highest heavens, unbound and unafraid.
There was no place in the Second Realm they couldn’t reach. They visited the most secluded sanctuaries, wandered across lost divine realms, and even walked hand-in-hand along the surface of the Second Realm’s moon. There, beneath starlight and silence, they embraced not just each other’s bodies, but their emotions—feelings long buried under duty and survival.