20demayo Chapter 318: The Fog of Fate, the Collapse of Chaos
Chapter 318: The Fog of Fate, the Collapse of Chaos
Ares's sword cleaved through the membrane of space, piercing the brilliant light. However, with the contact of the sword energy, the tremors at the core of the universe intensified, as if an uncontrollable monster was awakening. That chaotic power surged in like a tidal wave, devouring all light and time.
“This power has exceeded my expectations.” Ares’s gaze sharpened, and the sword in his hand began to emit a dazzling light, attempting to tear apart the chaotic core before him. “It is not only the source of chaos, but also the foundation of the universe.”
“We have no way out.” Selna stood beside Ares, her gaze solemn. Her lightsaber had been charged with its strongest energy, ready to fight alongside Ares.
“We will not back down.” Ares looked at her, a determined glint in his eyes. “If we can break through this source, everything will return to order.”
Ulysses remained silent for a moment, gripping his spear tightly, his eyes filled with a chilling killing intent: "Fate has never controlled me, and it won't today."
As their power relentlessly assaulted the core of the universe, a deafening roar suddenly erupted, and the entire core began to shake violently, radiating light. Spatial rifts widened rapidly, countless timelines intertwined within them, and the rules of spacetime began to collapse.
“This is…” Selna’s voice trembled, “The spacetime rift is expanding, and the power of chaos is eroding everything!”
Ares gritted his teeth and swung his sword with all his might. With each swing of his sword, space was torn apart, but the power of the chaotic core remained unmoved, instead growing stronger.
Suddenly, a deep voice echoed from the depths of the universe's core: "You don't understand... You will never comprehend all of this. Fate has already decided your end."
In the dark void, that profound figure gradually emerged, like a ghost from the abyss, filled with an indescribable sense of dread.
“You…” Ares raised his head, his voice tinged with disdain, “Are you the embodiment of chaos, or the origin of destiny? What exactly are you?”
The ghostly figure slowly emerged, its voice low and deep: "I am both chaos and destiny. What you see are merely the cracks and the appearance of collapse of destiny. True destiny never ends; it only continues to cycle."
Ares's eyes turned cold: "I don't believe in the cycle of fate. Your existence will eventually be shattered by me!"
The shadowy figure sneered: "Your struggles are futile. Chaos is the origin of the universe, and fate is its end. Only I can control everything."
That abyss-like dark power began to erode everything around them. The surrounding space was compressed, and time seemed to slow down drastically. Ares, Selna, and Ulysses felt immense pressure, as if every second had become an eternity.
"Come, accept the judgment of fate." The shadowy voice rang out again, as if it were an echo from nothingness. "You will not be able to escape."
Ares's body jolted suddenly, and the blade burst forth with dazzling light from his fingertips. He felt his life force fiercely battling against this chaotic power, yet he still couldn't break free from those unshakeable shackles.
“Not enough.” Ares gritted his teeth, gripping the sword hilt even tighter. “I will shatter it, I will truly rebirth this universe!”
He suddenly raised his sword, and an incomparably powerful sword aura erupted from his body, crashing towards the chaotic core where the shadowy figure resided. This sword strike contained all of Ares's power and determination, carrying an irresistible force as it pierced directly towards the chaotic core.
However, just as the sword energy was about to touch the core of the shadow, the dark power suddenly erupted, freezing space instantly and reversing time. Ares's sword energy was forcibly swallowed up and could not advance any further.
"You are no match for me." The shadowy figure's words were laced with deep sarcasm. "The master of fate is never to be challenged."
Ares's brow furrowed, his internal energy nearly collapsing. Seeing Ares's condition, Selna and Ulysses rushed to his aid, but no matter how they attacked, the shadow's power remained an impenetrable wall.
"Is it really impossible for us to defeat it?" Selna whispered, her heart filled with resentment and pain.
“We can’t give up!” Ares said through gritted teeth. “If we can’t break it with force, then we’ll change this fate ourselves.”
His gaze was resolute, and a clear flash of insight entered his mind, as if something was guiding him from the shadows. Ares' eyes snapped open, and he suddenly understood that this war was not a battle against the power of the shadows, but a battle against the very rules of the universe.
“Fate… its existence is the greatest obstacle to change,” Ares murmured. “But if we see fate as a choice, rather than destiny… perhaps…”
Ares swung his sword fiercely, and an infinite power surged from his body, as if the shackles of time and space had been completely broken at this moment.
"You can't do it!" the shadowy figure roared madly, as if it had realized that something had changed.
However, Ares's sword energy had already torn through the shackles of darkness, striking directly at the heart of the shadow. In an instant, the laws of spacetime collapsed completely, and the timeline of the entire universe began to become chaotic and unstable, with past, present, and future overlapping and intertwining. All the stars and worlds seemed to be swept into an endless vortex in an instant.
The shadowy figure began to distort violently, as if resonating with the core forces of the universe. Its face was contorted with unspeakable fear and rage: "How dare you—"
"Break your destiny," Ares said coldly, his sword energy having completely severed the core of the shadow, utterly dissecting the chaotic power within.
As the sword energy shattered, the shadowy figure instantly disintegrated, and the core of the entire universe began to tremble violently. The power of chaos was continuously devoured, and the timeline began to restore its original order.
However, Ares knew this did not signify the end of victory. While the core of the universe had regained balance, this did not mean that all would be peaceful. The real test had only just begun.
He looked down at the sword in his hand, a hint of weariness flashing in his eyes, but more so an unprecedented determination.
“This is a rebirth of destiny,” he said softly. “But rebirth is not about going back to the past, but about creating the future.”
Selna and Ulysses walked to his side, their eyes met, and they understood each other perfectly.
“We have broken the shackles of fate, but the future of the universe remains in our hands,” Selna said.
“Yes,” Ulysses’ voice was deep. “The future belongs to us.”
Ares turned and looked at the universe gradually returning to order. Even though this starry sky was no longer what it used to be, he knew that this new universe would belong to every life that dared to change its destiny.
"Let's go." With firm steps, he stepped into the unknown future.