Chapter 1859: I am chaos
As silence enveloped the battlefield, the soldiers of the Scarlet Path began to pant heavily, waves of exhaustion overtaking them now that the frenzy of combat had subsided. With the powers of the Concept of Rage and the devouring energies drawn from their enemies no longer coursing through their veins and souls, the warriors finally felt the accumulated fatigue of their fierce battle.
Yet, despite this profound exhaustion, wide and triumphant smiles appeared on their blood-smeared faces. This intense battle had been far more than mere slaughter; it had been a transformative crucible. Their Scarlet Leviathans had evolved dramatically, reshaping their bodies and refining their souls. Each warrior felt that their talent had now soared to new, unimaginable heights.
Gabriel, Zero Mint, and the rest of the Thirteen Stars of Doomsday could not hide the excitement surging through their hearts and souls. They could feel the potent energy resonating from within their Scarlet Leviathans, now elevated to the peak of the Sovereign Rank. It was clear to each warrior that they stood on the threshold of even greater transformation.
Soon, their Leviathans would become powerful enough to merge with the Scarlet Throne itself, opening a direct conduit to an ocean of limitless psychic energy that would fuel their future evolution.
As the Scarlet Path warriors gradually regained their breath, their gazes turned upward, their eyes igniting with fierce red flames. Without hesitation, they knelt respectfully, performing deep, synchronized bows toward Cain, their collective voices echoing powerfully across the battlefield.
"All hail the Scarlet King!"
The words reverberated with conviction and devotion, their tone so profound that even the hearts of the Prima Deities above trembled slightly.
Such unwavering determination and devotion were unprecedented, something none of these veteran deities had ever witnessed before. This was no mere obedience born out of fear, nor was it a mere pursuit of personal gain or power. It was a profound belief in the Scarlet King’s vision, a conviction that arose from the very depths of their souls, an unshakable faith in the Scarlet Path itself. Each soldier stood ready to fight, to bleed, and even to die for this new world their king envisioned.
Cain felt an overwhelming surge of pride and satisfaction as he gazed down at these warriors. They were individuals who had followed him all the way from the world of Aether to this new battlefield. They had been tempered through countless battles, enduring unimaginable trials alongside him.
Yet, despite this profound pride, Cain never lost focus. He knew he had just made a bold and dangerous move, one that would inevitably attract the fiercest response. A cataclysmic battle would soon erupt, determining whether his Scarlet Path would firmly establish itself within the Everstrife Empyrean World or crumble before it truly began.