Chapter 2308: Cain vs Crowley
Cain’s palm struck the nearest clone, and power detonated outward with a rapid, vicious pulse. The shockwave didn’t stop at the surface—it tunneled through the construct’s artificial soul-core, riding the connection between every copy the Prophetess had spawned.
A single point of Chaos pushed into a thousand identical identities. It was a force that could channel every bond and connection, no matter the type. It could allow overwhelming power into the host, but could also be used to harm everyone connected to the target.
Then everything erupted.
"BOOM." "BOOM." "BOOM." "BOOM." "BOOM." "BOOM."
Explosions rippled through the chamber in a chain reaction—overlapping bursts of ruptured starlight and shredded soul force. Clones came apart mid-movement, their forms tearing into ribbons of light, pulp, and splintered psionic residue.
The air burned raw, as all were destroyed, and finally, the power of Cain’s attack reached their origin.
The Prophetess staggered. Blood leaked from her nose, her tear ducts, her ears—every opening in her face. The illumination in her eyes flickered violently, her pupils shivering at the edge of dissolution. Her soul was cracking; another second, and her consciousness might have shattered beyond repair.
Her mantle of light failed. The armor evaporated from her body, revealing what she truly was—not a seamless being, but a patchwork horror. Limbs that didn’t match. Skin tones that didn’t belong to the same species. Musculature and organs clearly harvested and replaced.
Even Cain paused at the sight as it was a first. The Prophetess had carved herself apart for power—replacing extremities and internal systems with foreign counterparts. A living graft puzzle.
But Cain did not hesitate.
He blurred forward, seizing her head in his grip without mercy.
At that exact moment, a voice thundered across the heavens.