Chapter 1866: Primordial Mazinger Indestructible Body
Cain’s eyes widened as he found himself submerged in a dark dimension—a void where even the fundamental laws of reality twisted and fractured. Space and time held no meaning. The boundaries between up and down, left and right, all seemed to collapse into an indistinguishable blur. The darkness was not merely the absence of light, but a tangible, suffocating force.
And that was only the beginning.
"THUMP!"
A deep, thunderous heartbeat echoed through the realm. The sound was not just heard; it was felt, reverberating through Cain’s bones and soul. In the very next moment, the void began to constrict. The entire dimension shuddered as if pulled by invisible chains, collapsing inward with apocalyptic force. Cain was crushed by an ocean of gravity, converging from every direction. Every atom of his being groaned under the weight of this multidirectional pressure.
Pain, unlike anything imaginable, surged through him. Blood erupted from his mouth, his organs screamed in protest, and his vision blurred. Yet, instead of fear, a wide grin crept across Cain’s face.
He knew this place.
He knew this spell.
Thanks to the inherited memories of Divine Calamity, he recognized the infamous "Abyssal Coffin," a spell powered by the force of the Dark Heart. He had studied it through those memories, understanding not just its structure, but its purpose and nature. It was a prison, a furnace, and an executioner wrapped into one devastating spell—a final judgment meant to crush even ArchDeities into oblivion.
Cain’s eyes ignited with fierce willpower and razor-sharp focus. He deactivated his Asura Form, embracing the crushing force instead of resisting it. Assuming a meditative position mid-air, he began to regulate his breathing. Each breath became a calculated act of control, each exhale a release of unnecessary resistance.
The power of his Elemental Proto Laws surged through his veins, aligning with the core of his being. Alongside them, the boundless force of his Rank 10 Star Core roared into life, reinforcing every inch of his battered body. He became a conduit of controlled chaos, shaping destruction into evolution.
Outside the black cube, Divine Calamity watched with a predatory smile. His excitement was barely contained.
"He can’t survive that," he muttered. "No one can."