Why could he suddenly be able to see through Chaos’ means? Why had he suddenly become stronger?
Sui Xiong could grasp no understanding.
But this was no hindrance to his battle.
He was becoming stronger. That was a good thing. In the face of this great cause of “protecting the world,” how much more powerful he could become was always not going to be enough.
He waved his tentacles about speedily and continuously warded off Chaos’ attacks. Even though Chaos’ means of attacks were becoming swifter and more violent. It would not let allow Sui Xiong any chance of gaining an advantageous edge over it.
The gods at the back were gradually gaining some inkling about what was going on. Earlier on, when Sui Xiong was battling against Chaos upfront, though he could still withstand Chaos’ blows, he did fight in a relatively confounded manner. He was constantly taking steps backwards and was always getting injured. It was really only by virtue of him being unafraid of being polluted by Chaos, as well as his ability to repair his body upon injury, that the fight went on.
But now, when Sui Xiong faced Chaos, he was no longer as pathetic as before. He was still at the losing end often enough. From time to time, he would suffer a blow or two and sustain some injuries. But as compared to before, he seemed to be an entirely different man.
Especially after he successfully escaped another “siege” launched by Chaos via another distortion of time and space. Many gods’ eyes were squinting. On the one hand, they were happy that their chances of winning were greatly increased. On the other hand, they were also secretly keeping vigilant.
The Void Mask had become so powerful that he could almost arm-wrestle with Chaos. If he made up his mind to find trouble with them all, who could possibly deal with him?
No one was certain.
No, this was not a question of “uncertainty,” but rather one of a “zero chance of winning.”
The Void Mask was originally very strong. He was far stronger than any of the other great Divine Powers in general. Previously, to protect the Ancient Forest and the elves, he had stepped forth to resist the attacks of the God of Light, who was a greater Divine Power. As a result, he sustained serious injuries and even spewed out blood. But at least, that made everyone feel that he was not overly powerful. And now in his fight with Chaos, another greater Divine Power like himself who might be even stronger than the God of Light, Sui Xiong was able to exchange blows with his opponent in a to-and-fro manner. This made everyone feel that he was simply overwhelmingly powerful.
The scariest thing was, from being heavily injured by a mere light pat of the palm of a greater Divine Power, to being able to exchange attacks in a battle against a greater Divine Power, did not take Sui Xiong much time at all to achieve.
If he were to continue growing at this rate, would it not be long where even a greater Divine Power would not be his match?
Thinking of such a possibility made many of the gods feel their scalps tingling out of fear. Many gods were even secretly worried, in particular, those gods from the evil camps.
The Void Mask was officially known to be a good god. And he had been quite active in fighting against evil. If he became a greater Divine Power or even someone more powerful than a greater Divine Power, then the end of the evil gods would most likely not be far away!
But worrying would not help matters. No matter how worried they were, it would not solve anything at all.
The power of the Void Mask had long exceeded the extent to which they could figure out ways to counteract.
Moreover… even if the Void Mask became even more powerful, they were in fact, not the ones who needed to worry. It was the one before them, Chaos, and the other two greater Divine Powers who were still engaged in a fierce and endless battle.
If the sky collapsed, there were the tall ones to prop it up. What was there to fear!
Thinking of this made the evil gods feel a little better. But it was only a little bit better.
In contrast, the good gods were in a great mood. If not they were not still engaged in a fierce battle against Chaos, they would have wanted to cheer and celebrate here and there. They wanted to celebrate the fact that their Good Camp would have their own greater Divine Power.
Having one’s own people as officials made light work. So having a greater Divine Power in one’s own camp would definitely allow things to be more convenient in the future!
Of course, it was impossible for Sui Xiong to know the thoughts running through the minds of the gods behind him. At that moment, he was carefully dealing with the various kinds of attacks of Chaos. At the same time, he was meticulously pondering the means and reasoning that these attacks encompassed.
The real body of Chaos was the depraved God of Evil. The reason for the latter’s depravity was because he tried to design and scheme against the God of Chaos and devour him. In the end, he was unable to digest the God of Chaos well and even fell into a state of insanity.
Perhaps because he had been heavily traumatized during the process of depravity, his grasp of power was obviously heavily impeded. Within the power that he executed, it was not the power of “evil” that occupied his real body, but the power of “Chaos.”
This was all very strange, but it gave Sui Xiong a very good opportunity.
Though both were different in terms of good and evil, at least they were on the same page when it came to the areas of Order and Chaos.
While the camp of Chaos was “chaotic and evil,” the camp of Sui Xiong was “chaotic and good.”
This meant that Sui Xiong could probably anatomize and acquire the power of Chaos. At least, he could learn the means in the area of “chaos,” and allow himself to become much stronger.
That was not a skill of ordinary gods. That was the capability of a formidable greater Divine Power!
So long as one could learn something about the power of Chaos, one might even be able to find the path to becoming a greater Divine Power. This was why, so long as he could become a greater Divine Power, Sui Xiong could be on an equal footing with the God of Light and Master of Order. Then he would have the confidence to have a good round of negotiation with them.
Besides, having more greater Divine Powers was good for the whole world. There were only two greater Divine Powers, but they were fighting each other with such enthusiasm that they completely paid no heed to the crisis the entire world was facing. That was truly terrible!
These thoughts flashed through his mind at lightning speed. Sui Xiong simply had not spared any time to carefully consider them at all, so they remained a blurred concept. That was all.
Now he had to put his mind into the careful deliberation of two matters. One was how to resist the attacks of Chaos, and two was how he could find ways to learn something from Chaos.
When Chaos once again waved the tentacles formed with his “dirty mud” to whip lashes at Sui Xiong, Sui Xiong slightly changed his means of response to adjust to the changing circumstance.
He no longer fought against Chaos’ attacks with a head-on approach. Instead, he used a more flexible method. When placed in the context of martial arts novels, this could perhaps be known as the “pester, cling, follow” method. First, he lightly stuck himself onto Chaos’ tentacles, then he applied some force to exert influence on its direction of movement. Next, he brought it turning in a big circle and finally, with a great huff, he tossed it flying away.
In this process, he succeeded in cutting off a small piece of Chaos’ tentacle. After a moment of hesitation, he swallowed it into his stomach.
Previously, the “dirty mud” of Chaos penetrated his body and caused that terrifying burning sensation. But it was due to the situation that he was caught unprepared. Now, he was amply prepared. By right, wrapping this pile of “dirty mud” with a power of pure chaos would not go so far to the extent of causing any violent changes.
Even if it did cause any violent changes, he would still have time to spit it out.
With this in mind, Sui Xiong decided to try devouring a small piece of “chaos.”
Then he was greatly shocked.
That small piece of “dirty mud” contained more than 90 percent of the power of chaos and less than 10 percent of the power of evil.
This was actually not surprising. There was nothing puzzling about the power of chaos. What really surprised him and what he himself found quite strange as well, was that even for that power of evil, he could still try to anatomize and absorb it.
This, to him, was no different from saying that evil could similarly be understood and accommodated.
“This is impossible!”
If it had not been for the prior mental preparation, which made Sui Xiong decide to retreat a great distance in advance, he would most probably have, once again, fallen into Chaos’ prison because of the shock.
He was greatly astonished. He tried his best to anatomize that chaotic body as he wished to find something that was completely incompatible with him.
However, there was nothing.
There was no power of Chaos, no matter in what percentage of its total composition that he could not anatomize. There was also nothing that could be incompatible with him.
