The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order-Chapter 474: Meeting again

Millions of kilometers away from the Saturn Sector, in an entirely different continent not dominated by the Atrox Immortus Race, was a swamp. There was nothing remarkable about this place as the density of the Life Wave was mediocre, and the Wave Beasts were very weak.

However, today, in this insignificant swamp, a strong perturbation in space shook the sky, and blue light illuminated the earth, just so the next second, a figure would appear. Find your next adventure on novelbuddy

The Scarlet King puked a mouthful of blood as he appeared in the swamp. Despite the immense pain that assaulted him, he clenched his teeth before striking the ground, making it burst with darkness and shatter this nexus of Blood Path’s intercontinental teleportation formation.

Immediately after that, the Scarlet King took out all the treasures from the [Demonic Devouring Dimension] before allowing the [Sky Flame] to consume the corpses of Metal Law Apotheosis Master, Sarun, Ina, and Sabina’s arm. He finally stabilized his wounds thanks to the streams of energy and vitality flooding his body.

"¡Hahahaha!"

The Scarlet King burst into laughter. He reached the Kronos Continent, all bloody and mangled in the last stretch of his life. Still, he managed not only to survive but thrive, rising all the way to the Late Wave Champion in the Essence Evolution Path of Power, killing powerful Apotheosis Masters and severing the arm of a Divine Ascension Cultivator!

"Clap, Clap, Clap"

Just as the Scarlet King was using the immense vitality he obtained from the corpses, he heard the sound of clapping and turned to the side, just for shock to appear in his eyes.

"YOU!"

The Scarlet King’s shock and confusion were understandable since the person who had just shown up before him was a human elder with gray hair and a big belly, boasting a calm smile on his face.

He was none other than the bizarre old man who had opened the Scarlet King’s mind to the possibility of dual cultivation!

It was shocking enough to see this one shortly after he arrived in Kronos, but to see the person again right after appearing in the Hyperion Continent, home of the Deus Bahamut Race, was simply incredible.

"How?"

The Scarlet King could not help but utter that question as he did not understand how the old man appeared here out of the blue as if he was waiting for him. It was impossible for this to be due to some random chance.

The old man continued smiling before sitting in the swamp, yet his clothes did not get wet. He was not using any type of force, and it was as if the soil and water refused to dirty his robes.

"There is no need to worry, young man. I won’t harm you. Actually, I cannot harm you."

As he heard those words, a strange light appeared in the Scarlet King’s eyes. Not wanting to do something and being unable to were two very different things.

"Just who are you?"

"I am just an old man, and you are a boy who has closed his heart."

The Scarlet King immediately clenched his fists as he heard those words. He was a master of Order, having utter control over his emotions, yet the old man disturbed his heart.

Nevertheless, he soon regained focus and looked at the old man with a detached gaze.

"I am the king of my destiny, and any emotion that intervenes in my path to the peak is severed. My willpower remains strong against all adversity and impervious to any pain. I don’t need anyone’s approval or understanding as I know my path is right."

A complicated expression appeared on the old man’s face as he heard the words of the Scarlet King.

"What if the entire world were to stand in your path?"

"Then I will scorch the earth and set the sky on fire."

The Scarlet King’s eyes were resolute, and there was not a single shred of hesitation in them. A sense of absolute resolution could be felt from the bottom of his soul, and there was no doubt he would burn the world if it were to stand in his path.

As he heard the Scarlet King’s answer and saw the cold resolution in those eyes, a sad smile appeared on the old man’s face, and he could not help but sigh.

"Haaa. I expected the barrier around your heart to weaken now that you were no longer in an enemy continent, but it seems that will not be the case."

The old man stared at the Scarlet King for a long time before waving his hand and making all sorts of painting materials appear.

"Is it okay with you if I were to make a portrait?"

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The Scarlet King’s eyes narrowed at the odd request of the man and would have normally refused, but in the end, he nodded.

"You have opened my horizons and granted me a small lucky chance in the form of tea, so if that is your desire, go ahead."

The old man nodded and began to work as the Scarlet King simply remained sitting in the swamp, using the vitality and energy from the [Sky Flame] to heal the wounds on his body and heart.

An hour passed, and while the Scarlet King continued healing his wounds, the old man stopped working on the portrait.

The old man turned it around, allowing the Scarlet King to see it. In it was the picture of a man with a red mask and a scarlet robe. He was in the sky of a destroyed city with billions worshiping him as if he were a divine entity.

The only response those billions of souls worship him were emotionless eyes.

As he saw that picture, a sharp light appeared in the Scarlet King’s eyes. The way he was depicted in the portrait was that of a supreme overlord, an entity that people could only worship and never get close to. It was as if he stood above everything and everyone, completely alone.

For some reason, the Scarlet King could not help but think about his past life, as that was the perfect representation of the state of existence he witnessed in that long dream. He did not know how to feel about it.

While he was not an emotionless monster, and there were people he really cared about, such as Zarak, Shura, Astrid, Levi, and many more, it was true that everyone outside of his Life Matrix could not ignite a lasting emotional response.

The old man waved his hand, and the portrait floated to the Scarlet King until it was right before him.

"Keep it. There will be a time when you can find the key to a new path in it. Whether you want to take it or not, it will be your choice."

The Scarlet King took his eyes away from the portrait, but when he looked up, the old man had already vanished. His gaze returned to the picture, and he stared at it for a long time before finally sending it to his space ring.

Although the old man was a disturbing entity, he was also full of mystery, and the Scarlet King wanted to know more about him. There was no reason to throw away the portrait, which could contain clues about his true identity.

After that, he remained in the swamp in silence, using the blood vitality and energy to improve his condition, making sure to regain his peak before marching out.

The Scarlet King’s knowledge about the Hyperion Continent was shallow, and he had no idea where he was, so he would regain his strength before making a move.