The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order Chapter 333 Third Gear

Chapter 333 Third Gear

Cain stared at Desmond for a moment before relaxing his body.

'I didn't want to show it so soon, but I guess it's fine.'

Cain's eyes grew sharp as he stared at Desmond before taking a deep breath, and the power of his Ego Wave burst, flooding his veins and heart with golden flames full of life force.

"Tell me, just how hard is your skull and upper neck?"

Desmond was slightly confused by that question but answered instinctively, "Very hard."

He was already at the Late Wave Champion level and was a member of the Deus Behemoth Race, so his skeletal structure was inherently more robust than humans.

"I see, then you'll be fine."

Cain only uttered those words before his skin grew redder than ever before. His heartbeat grew monstrously powerful, so much so that it began to affect the heartbeats of others in the room. Some were too weak to endure it, and blood began to leak from the corner of their mouths. ReadNovelFull.comy Virtual Library Empire

Desmond's eyes widened as his instincts screamed, and he immediately raised his guard. He knew that something extremely dangerous was coming.

"Asura Form: Third Gear!"

"¡BOOOOM!"

Those words had barely echoed across the room when a ma.s.sive sonic boom resounded throughout the hall. Desmond saw Cain appear before him in an instant.

The young Behemoth could do nothing to avoid a kick landing on the right side of his jaw. Before he could process the strike, another kick landed on his left temple.

Desmond instinctively attempted to move back, but that only made things worse. Along with the initial kicks, a third landed on the back of his skull.

There were afterimages of Cain around Desmond, three of them to be exact, and it was like each of them was striking at the same time.

"¡Boom!" "¡Boom!" "¡Boom!"

By the time people heard those three blasts, Cain was already ten meters past Desmond, and everyone watched as the Behemoth trembled momentarily before falling to the ground, eyes wide open.

Desmond was still conscious since Cain had purposefully contained the strength of those kicks. Still, they shook his brain with such force that he couldn't move and lay defeated on the ground. There was nothing short of awe and amazement in his eyes, as the strike was truly marvelous.

Cain showed a faint smile, but then his body trembled, and he could not help but cough a mouthful of blood. His knees could not resist, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

Even with Radiance of Life, the backlash of Third Gear was a little too much, but luckily, the damage was not significant, and Cain immediately began to stand up.

'I can withstand the power of Third Gear thanks to Biofusion Herculean Technique, but the backlash is still too much.'

Regarding the series of kicks, it was Cain's expansion in the Asura Techniques. While Blood Revolution had immense power as it flawlessly used Cain's torque, it first needed to paralyze the opponent.

Asura Kick had less power, and while it required Third Gear to achieve the necessary speed to perform those three kicks virtually simultaneously, Cain did not need any preparation to use it.

Silence reigned in the hall as people were still stunned by the attack.

Cain had limited himself to Wave Cloak, yet he achieved a speed greater than Hypersonic! Had he pushed his Wave Burst to its limit, he would have moved so fast that even those at the Middle Wave King level couldn't keep up with him.

Everyone also noticed the backlash, but if Cain could handle it, it wouldn't be a problem for him to defeat Middle Wave Kings or even face those at the Late level.

Cain turned around and walked towards Desmond, placing his right hand on his head. Golden flames emerged from his palm, and everyone felt their healing power now they were exposed.

Desmond immediately felt his body healing, and he managed to stand up again in a few moments.

"Amazing, that technique, it's based on your heartbeat, am I right?"

Those were the first words from Desmond as he managed to stand. The fact he lost the battle mattered little since it was a friendly fight. Moreover, one can often learn more from defeat than victory.

Cain stared at the young man for a moment before nodding.

"Excellent. Are you willing to share it with me? Of course, I will pay handsomely for it and vow not to share it with anyone without your permission."

Once again, the cultural differences between humankind and the Behemoth race were evident. Techniques were guarded in the G.o.dslayer Humankind; even if exchanged, it wasn't done openly. However, to Desmond, there was nothing wrong with it. For him, knowledge was meant to be shared, and doing business in the shadows was problematic.

Cain was about to reject the proposition, but then his eyes narrowed as he remembered the blood flower that Desmond had taken before. It had immense blood vitality and was perfect to help him improve his Blood Core and advance in Blood Rebirth.

"We can talk later."

Desmond did not press the subject and nodded. Even if Cain did not want to share the technique, there was nothing wrong with it.

"You should be careful with those types of transactions, young Colonel. Those techniques crafted by humans should not be pa.s.sed lightly, even to allies. You should not put your Master in a difficult position."

Once again, the one speaking was the Third Imperial Prince. The man was having difficulty suppressing his anger toward Cain and could not stand that he was being the center of attention, so he took the first chance to strike.

Although his words were clearly ill-willed, they had a certain truth since any Saint Technique, no matter how weak, was a treasure. Just sharing them, even among the members of your own race, was done carefully, much less with allies of other races.

Nevertheless, the Imperial Princes and Princesses turned angrily toward the Third Imperial Prince. Even if they understood his thoughts, speaking them aloud in front of the Behemoth and Machinum Races geniuses was a great mistake.

Cain only stared at the Third Imperial Prince and was already done with the man. Since there was no way they would have a good relationship and the animosity between them was clear, he did not need to be polite.

"I don't need to explain my actions to you."

The Third Imperial Prince's eyes widened as he heard that, and just as he was about to lash out, the Crown Prince looked at him. At first, he was confused, but then he saw how Desmond and the Machinarium race genius were looking at him.

Regardless of his mistakes, people always turn a blind eye to any fault in his words, but it seemed he would not be so lucky this time.

Cain did not care and simply walked to his seat. Desmond should have done the same but stared at the Crown Prince before clasping his hands and performing a slight bow.

"Crown Prince, I am thankful for your invitation, but I would prefer to sit where there is no clear animosity toward my people."

The Third Prince could only lower his head since he did not want anyone to see the poisonous loath in his eyes as he heard Desmond's words.

The Crown Prince only nodded and did not say a word.

On the other hand, Desmond turned toward the Fourth Prince, who immediately rose from his seat.

"Young friend, if you are willing, we would love to have you by our side."

Desmond smiled before sitting next to Cain. While a tense atmosphere appeared in the hall, talk soon regained in the room.

As the meeting was reaching its end, a voice echoed across the hall, and it came from the side of the Second Princess. It was a young woman with a cultivation at the Peak of the Wave Champion stage.

"Colonel Cain. I might not see you again, so I wonder if you would like a little sparring with me. My name is Yordana Manixet, second daughter of the Imperial Prime Minister."

Although in a n.o.ble hierarchy, the t.i.tle of Prime Minister might not sound like much, it could not be farther from the truth when it came to the G.o.dslayer Humankind Empire.

The Emperor was chosen according to the rule of the jungle by the strongest one taking that position. While that would grant security to the Empire, it did not mean it would do well in terms of economics or infrastructure.

That was where the Prime Minister came in. He was chosen not by his strength but by his mind and wisdom. And while he might not be as powerful as a t.i.tan, there were seven Divine Ascendants Cultivators at his command at any moment, ready to follow his instructions without hesitation.

The Prime Minister's responsibility surpa.s.sed the Emperor's in certain aspects, so his power and influence were also astronomical.