Chapter 1834 Resolution [1]

Chapter 1834 Resolution [1]

The explosion was a mixture of black and red, the signature colors of chaos. However, it was also very similar to the colors that represented the Dragon Lord.

The instant the bomb went off, Damien used all of his power to contain it within a certain area. He gritted his teeth and fought against it, but, as expected, in this body, he had to deal with Chaos' full power.

From the crowd's perspective, the Dragon Lord was putting up his final struggle. He was releasing everything he possibly had to destroy Damien and win the battle.

Damien would have been glad if it was just that much. The explosion wasn't something he could deal with alone. He started sweating just from the few seconds that he spent containing it, but it was still expanding ever so slightly with every passing instant.

Still, Damien gritted his teeth and held on. The defining factor right now was not his own effort, but the actions of his main body.

Unfortunately, he was too focused on his current situation to pay attention to what was happening on that side, so he instead had to rely on something else entirely.

VOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Damien was pushed back as the explosion became exponentially larger. The force alone shattered the arena barrier, and a huge sound filled the entire city of Terra.

People couldn't take it as part of the fight anymore. Looking at Damien, he wasn't just blocking the Dragon Lord's attack.

No, he was fighting for his life in that arena.

Chaos ensued just as planned. The citizens panicked and rapidly tried to evacuate the arena, climbing over each other to reach the exits.

The rumbling soon spread from the arena and into the city itself. Cracks spread through the streets and buildings shook as their foundations were damaged. A widespread panic was ensuing.

Damien's entire hope for quelling this problem before it truly became a calamity was based on the five words he had spoken before.

"Act now or die trying."

Without an ounce of expression in his eyes, he closed his fist and squashed the red mass. Before its pieces could leave his reach, a black energy consumed them and brought their essence back into Damien's body.

From that moment, the island was free of a Spiritual God's influence. The energy he let spread into the world was still there, but the active techniques he used were immediately dispelled.

In other words, the control skill that was the foundation of Chaos' entire plan was undone. The Temple Masters were fighting through severe pain in order to mobilize their power and contain the explosion until then, but it all vanished in a single second.

They felt the phantom pain shooting through them, a product of their confusion, but they couldn't deny that they were not being subjected to the negative effects of the curse anymore.

There was no time to sit down and ponder upon it. With their newfound freedom, the three used everything in their power to support Damien.

Four people worked together in an arena that was no longer crowded to protect the city that didn't know of their efforts from a calamity that they still didn't understand.

Their powers combined and molded into one as they focused on the same goal, and bit by bit, the explosion's power was contained.

The black and red ball of chaotic energy retreated further and further until it disappeared entirely, leaving behind only the entirely charred body of the person who was rigged with the explosive in the first place. 'The Dragon Lord...' He was a good opponent. Whether he was dead or alive was uncertain at this time. Those who wished to know his fate would only be able to determine if he was eternally killed in a week's time.

For now, they could only kill his present body and offer him an opportunity to revive, as healing was impossible.

Damien spread his being through Nonexistence and looked at the city beyond the arena.

It was in tatters. While he was busy containing the explosion, it managed to deal a considerable amount of damage to the population.

This event would likely form a scar that never healed on the third island's society. However, if Chaos' plans truly came to fruition, then it would have been much, much worse than just a scar.

Damien smiled to himself just slightly.

'It's a really a good feeling when everything goes according to plan.' This event came frighteningly close to ending in tragedy, but everything Damien hoped for happened. Existence destroyed Chaos and the Temple Masters helped him in stopping the bomb. However, while everything had been mostly settled with these two events, there was still one thing left for Damien to do. And for that purpose, while his clone body accompanied the Temple Masters to take care of the aftermath, the main body took a direct route to the Eternal Sanctum just one more time.