Zylarith Chaosveil.
The name that once echoed throughout the Universe, that madness… that impossible legacy…
It was breathing again—in her.
"HAHAHA!"
Zarveth felt his very soul shake when he heard that laughter again.
More and more of Sharnoth's skin was coming off, releasing more and more Energy of Chaos, strengthening the partial domain she had created.
'So she is the one he chose, huh…'
Zarveth muttered inwardly, his left hand started to tremble.
Suddenly, all his questions were answered.
The source of Sharnoth's seemingly limitless energy—it was all clear now.
'She's not using her energy alone.'
He realized it as he looked at the purple-black glow bursting from under her skin. He could feel its connection with the space around them.
Yes, Sharnoth wasn't just using her own Energy of Chaos.
She…
She was using the Universe's Energy of Chaos. She was using the Authority of Chaos, just like the Supreme Borns from Light, Darkness, and Balance.
