The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order-Chapter 1812: Consuming the dark green dragon

Meylin vanished into thin air just as Cain shattered space, appearing instantly before his chosen target. However, this time, he was not striking a Prima Deity serving under the Lord of Ages. Instead, he materialized directly in front of a massive dark green dragon, one of their supposed allies from Tiamat’s legion.

Shock and absolute terror filled the dragon’s eyes as he failed to comprehend the sudden and unexpected betrayal. Before he could utter a single word or unleash a defensive measure, Cain’s palm already pressed heavily onto his colossal form. Despite the immense strength and size of his draconic body, the dragon found himself utterly immobilized. A wave of devastating gravitational force emanated from Cain’s hand, instantly paralyzing every fiber of the dragon’s muscles and leaving him helpless.

The dragon’s situation deteriorated rapidly as crimson flames burst forth from Cain’s palm, surging into his body with merciless ferocity. These destructive flames ravaged his internal pathways, destroying his energy channels and leaving him completely incapacitated. In fact, the damage was so severe that he couldn’t even self-destruct if he desired.

Only now did the rest of the gathered Prima Deities react, their faces displaying clear bewilderment. Confusion and alarm swiftly spread among them; they couldn’t understand what had driven Cain—someone who had just brilliantly and decisively led a successful campaign against the forces of the Lord of Ages—to suddenly assault one of their own. Such an action seemed tantamount to betrayal, an act that defied reason.

However, just as they were about to voice their protest or move against Cain, they noticed something even more perplexing. The Dragon Empress, Tiamat herself, remained utterly still, observing the scene with cold indifference. She showed no surprise or concern, nor did she offer any assistance to the dragon now writhing under Cain’s control.

"My Queen... please help me!" the crippled dragon pleaded desperately, his voice filled with fear and confusion, using every ounce of strength remaining to reach out for mercy from Tiamat. Yet, the eyes of the Dragon Empress merely hardened further, growing colder and more ruthless, her expression unchanging and merciless.

"Hmph, why would the Empress help a traitor like you?" Cain’s cold voice rang out clearly, reaching every single Prima Deity present.

Shock rippled through the gathered deities upon hearing these words, their gazes swiftly shifting toward the trapped dragon. Despite his desperate attempt to conceal it, his emotional turmoil was impossible to hide entirely. Panic and shock clearly flickered in his eyes, betraying his guilt. While this alone was not irrefutable evidence, it was sufficient to explain Cain’s abrupt action.

The dragon frantically tried to deny the accusations, but Cain had no patience for lies. He had discerned the dragon’s true allegiance long before this moment—back when he’d individually questioned each Prima Deity about their loyalty. During that interrogation, Cain had utilized the full power of The Flow, precisely measuring the emotional responses and intentions of every single deity.

Some, like Bahamut, were fiercely loyal to Tiamat, willing to lay down their lives without hesitation. Others followed Tiamat due to her immense power, respecting and fearing her strength. Even among them, their loyalty—while not as absolute as Bahamut’s—was genuine to a certain extent.

Yet, when the dark green dragon answered Cain’s question, the subtle presence of falsehood had immediately appeared within his soul, visible only to Cain’s enhanced perception. Since that discovery, Cain had continuously monitored him using the Supercomputer Assistant’s capabilities, intercepting all secret communications he made. Through a meticulous ArchDeity-level analysis, Cain had discovered the dragon’s covert communication with none other than the Lord of Ages himself.

Rather than immediately exposing him, Cain had ingeniously exploited the dragon’s betrayal, intentionally feeding misinformation through him to orchestrate their successful ambush against the Lord of Ages. Now, with the traitor’s usefulness entirely exhausted, it was finally time to eliminate him.

Cain’s eyes glowed ominously as the Scarlet Throne manifested behind him, its colossal gates opening wide to reveal a horrifying realm constructed from the broken, tormented bodies of countless captured Prima Deities. Terrible, anguished wails immediately filled the sky, clearly illustrating the eternal agony awaiting all who entered.

Witnessing the terrible fate awaiting him, an unbearable dread gripped the dark green dragon. He desperately wished to end his own life to escape this eternal torment, but Cain’s destruction of his internal pathways made even suicide impossible.

Capitalizing on this terror, Cain manipulated the myriad Oniric Truths he had mastered, amplifying the dragon’s emotions—his fear, despair, and hopelessness—until they reached an overwhelming intensity, deeply penetrating the core of his soul.

At that critical moment, Meylin reappeared above the dragon, her golden eyes blazing with cold determination. Taking a deep, steadying breath, her entire form dissolved into an ominous, ethereal fog, slowly descending and merging with the trembling dragon below.

The observing Prima Deities frowned in confusion, sensing something deeply unsettling about this scene. Initially, they had accepted Cain’s assertion of betrayal, especially given Tiamat’s indifferent response. Yet, they had assumed Cain intended simply to devour or kill the dragon outright. Now, they watched with growing unease as Meylin’s psychic energy began to merge seamlessly into the dragon, penetrating deeply into his very soul.

The dragon shuddered violently, his massive body convulsing uncontrollably. Gradually, the brilliant light of consciousness in his eyes flickered, dimmed, and finally extinguished entirely, only to be replaced moments later by Meylin’s distinctive golden glow.

"Possession...?" one of the Prima Deities muttered quietly, uncertainly voicing the thoughts shared by many others present.

Yet, almost immediately, his companions shook their heads vigorously. This was no ordinary possession. Possession merely involved borrowing another’s body temporarily, controlling it from within. However, what they observed now was fundamentally different. The dragon’s entire essence had vanished, seemingly replaced entirely by Meylin’s own identity, as if she had completely rewritten and absorbed his soul.

The dragon that hovered in the air before them now bore Meylin’s consciousness and absolute control, leaving no trace of its previous self. It was as though the Depravita of Pride had been reborn into a new vessel.

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