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Chapter 305: PLEASE SKIP THIS -

Chapter 305: PLEASE SKIP THIS Chapter

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Hey everyone,

I have to post this message with a very heavy heart because I’ve made a huge mistake, and I am incredibly sorry for it.

I somehow managed to upload a completely wrong set of Chapters. Everything from Chapter 292 all the way to Chapter 313 is incorrect and has nothing to do with our main storyline. I can only imagine how confusing this must have been for all of you, and I am truly ashamed of this error.

So, this is what I need you all to do:

Please, please SKIP all Chapters from 292 to 313.

The story picks back up correctly at Chapter 314. Please jump straight to Chapter 314.

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The very ground beneath Adam’s feet shuddered with the force of his presence, as if nature itself bowed to the overwhelming power radiating from him.

His golden aura flared brighter than ever before, casting a brilliant light across the battlefield that rivaled the midday sun.

Every step he took resonated with a deep, rumbling intensity, the pressure of his being so immense that it sent fissures and cracks snaking through the earth below.

Adam’s breathing was measured and calm—a stark contrast to the chaotic energy that pulsed around him. It was as though time had slowed in recognition of the raw power he now wielded.

Opposite him stood Cain, whose usually unyielding demeanor had shifted. The gravity wielder, long convinced of his own invincibility, now found himself gripped by an unsettling uncertainty.

His narrowed eyes, once filled with unchallenged confidence, betrayed a flicker of doubt at the sight of Adam stepping forward.

Without warning, as if on instinct, Cain’s hand shot out in a swift, deliberate motion.

With a mere flick of his wrist, he summoned a colossal gravitational wave that hurtled toward Adam.

The impact was cataclysmic—a deafening BOOM that echoed across the expanse of the battlefield.

The wave descended like a celestial body in free fall, its sheer force capable of pulverizing everything in its path.

In its wake, the terrain itself buckled and sank, forming a gaping crater around the unmoved figure of Adam.

Yet, Adam did not waver. Instead, with an almost serene composure amidst the chaos, he raised a single hand.

In that split second, his power manifested with surgical precision: he cut through the oncoming gravitational wave as if slicing through a veil of smoke.

The defiance in his action left Cain momentarily frozen, his expression caught between shock and the dawning realization that his certainty was crumbling.

Even as the titanic struggle between Adam and Cain unfolded, the distant echoes of battle reached the ears of Sona and Tayo.

Engaged in their own fierce conflict with Cain’s relentless forces, they both sensed the profound shift in power radiating from the heart of the confrontation.

Sona’s gasp punctuated the air, her voice trembling with awe as she whispered, "This is... something different."

High above, cloaked in an aura of detached amusement, Phantom observed the unfolding scene with a knowing smirk. "He’s stepping into the realm beyond limits," he remarked, his tone laced with both admiration and a hint of forewarning.

Cain, however, was not prepared to yield or accept the unsettling turn of events. Clenching his fingers into a determined fist, he channeled every ounce of his might into a final, desperate maneuver.

In an instant, the very fabric of the battlefield warped around Adam. The air itself compressed and churned into a crushing void, an abyss of distorted gravity meant to obliterate any resistance.

With his face contorted in a mixture of frustration and desperation, Cain commanded, "Fall." His voice resonated with a power that rippled through the very essence of reality.

The force unleashed was nothing short of astronomical—capable of flattening mountains and bending the very atmosphere to its will.

Yet, defying all expectations, Adam remained steadfast. A grin broke across his face, a confident smirk that spoke of boundless power and unyielding will. In that moment, his golden flames erupted outward in a radiant burst of energy, counteracting the oppressive gravity.

His power surged forth like a tidal wave, tearing through the void and dispersing it into nothingness, as if it were merely a wisp of mist dissolving in the morning light.

Cain’s eyes widened in disbelief, the magnitude of his failure etched into every line of his face. As the echoes of his failed command faded, Adam cracked his knuckles, his voice carrying the promise of retribution: "My turn." In a blink, he vanished from sight, leaving only a trail of shimmering light in his wake.

A split second later—a golden fist was flying straight toward Cain’s face.

In a heartbeat, Cain’s instincts screamed at him to move, yet he was rooted in place as if caught in an unseen snare.

Before he could react, Adam’s golden fist, blazing with an unearthly light, tore through space with such relentless speed that the very air around it ignited in a brilliant flash.

Cain’s body responded with a desperate lurch—a futile attempt to escape—but it felt as though he were sinking into quicksand, each movement hindered by an invisible force.

Adam’s attack was not only blindingly fast—it was the embodiment of inevitability.

With a resounding BOOM, the fist collided with Cain, unleashing an explosive shockwave that roared across the battlefield.

The force was cataclysmic; it split the ground beneath them as if shattering a pane of glass. Cain was violently hurled backward, his body colliding with multiple rock formations.

The impact sent him crashing and skidding across the rugged terrain until he finally came to an abrupt halt amid swirling clouds of dust and debris.

For a moment, an eerie silence fell over the battlefield, broken only by the settling of shattered earth and the soft rustle of displaced air.

Then, slowly, Cain rose to his feet. Blood dripped steadily from the corner of his mouth—a stark reminder that his invincible façade was cracking.

Tentatively, he reached up to touch his face, feeling the lingering burn of Adam’s searing energy. And for the first time in years, Cain experienced the sharp sting of pain.

His hands trembled ever so slightly as he exhaled, the sound low and contemplative. "Interesting," he murmured, a hint of reluctant respect underlying his tone.

With a deliberate motion, he extended both arms outward, channeling the force he so desperately wished to control. Suddenly, the very laws of nature began to warp as gravity itself inverted around him.

In an instant, the entire battlefield transformed. Adam’s feet lifted off the ground as rocks and debris defied their natural course, rising into the sky as if in silent obeisance to Cain’s command.

The air warped and bent, its very essence contorting around Cain as though the world were now a mere extension of his will.

Sona, watching from a distance, cursed under her breath, her voice laden with disbelief. "He’s shifting the battlefield itself. Adam—" she began, but her words were cut short by the escalating fury of the confrontation.

Before she could finish, Cain twisted his fingers in a final, decisive gesture. In that moment, the pressure in the air intensified tenfold.

Adam felt it immediately—the crushing force pressed against him like an invisible weight. His bones creaked under the tremendous strain, as if threatened to snap under a force capable of crushing steel and reducing mountains to dust.

Cain exhaled sharply, his voice carrying a cold, dismissive tone. "You rely on brute strength, but strength alone is meaningless against absolute force." His words resonated like a grim prophecy.

As his hands clenched with determined malice, Adam was suddenly dragged downward at a terrifying speed. With a deafening CRASH, the ground caved in beneath him, forming a massive crater as his body was driven deep into the earth.

For a heartbeat, Cain stood over the smoldering crater, his confidence unwavering as he declared, "And that—" His words faltered when a flicker of golden light appeared at the edge of his vision. The ground rumbled ominously beneath them.

With another resounding BOOM, a towering column of golden energy erupted from the crater, shooting high into the sky. The explosive force obliterated everything within a hundred meters, a testament to the indomitable spirit that still resided within Adam.

Cain barely had time to register the scene before Adam emerged once more. Golden flames roared around him, framing his form in an almost otherworldly spectacle.

His eyes burned with a force that transcended mortal comprehension—a mix of defiance and pure, unadulterated power.

As he rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck in a casual yet defiant gesture, he remarked coolly, "That was cute." Cain’s breath hitched in disbelief. "Impossible," he managed, his voice barely a whisper against the cacophony of the ongoing clash.

Adam’s smirk widened, his voice low and confident as he replied, "Let me show you what absolute force really looks like." With that, he took a single, deliberate step—and in the blink of an eye, Adam vanished.

Cain barely had time to react. In a heartbeat, Adam’s speed rendered the world around him a blur.

One moment, Cain was locked in the fierce duel of wills, and the next, Adam materialized right in front of him.

The sudden appearance was so forceful that the air itself seemed to be violently displaced, releasing a deafening crack that resonated across the battlefield.

Instinctively, Cain raised his arm to deflect the incoming threat, but Adam’s golden fist was already there—an unstoppable force aimed directly at him.

With a sharp, resonant CRACK, Cain’s arm snapped back violently upon impact. The blow sent his body careening into the ground with bone-shattering force, and for a split second, the chaos overwhelmed him.

The world tilted wildly, and his senses struggled to grasp the relentless barrage of energy and violence swirling around him. Yet, even amidst the disorientation and pain, Cain’s lips curved into an unexpected smile.

Adam, relentless in his assault, did not pause. With a swift twist of his body, he brought his foot crashing down upon the ground.

The impact was catastrophic, crushing the earth beneath him and creating an explosion of force that sent shockwaves rippling outward in every direction.

Cain’s senses were nearly drowned by the intensity of the moment, the violent interplay of energy and raw power threatening to swallow him whole—but through it all, Cain smiled.

Bruised and battered, Cain slowly pushed himself back to his feet. His body bore the marks of the brutal encounter—bruises blossoming across his skin and his clothes torn by the ferocity of the clash.

Yet, his expression remained defiant; a cold, dangerous gleam lit his eyes as he regarded Adam. "You’ve got spirit," he remarked, his voice laced with a mixture of admiration and grim determination. "But you still don’t understand."

Adam tilted his head slightly, his fists crackling with vibrant energy, as he countered with a challenge, "Oh? Then show me what I don’t understand." The tension between them was palpable.

Cain stepped back deliberately and raised his hand as if to pull the very strings of reality. The air before him seemed to draw in, compressing into a dark, swirling vortex that pulsed with ominous energy.

With absolute certainty, Cain declared, "The universe is mine to bend, Adam." His words echoed like a decree, and as the vortex darkened and twisted, it threatened to engulf everything in its path. "You fight with power, but I fight with the very fabric of existence. And I’ve already begun to break it."

Adam’s eyes narrowed, a silent recognition of the imminent danger. Around them, the world began to distort; the sky flickered like a broken hologram, and the ground rippled as if it were being reshaped by Cain’s will.

Time itself seemed to decelerate, each moment stretching into an eternity as the gravity shifted once more and the world turned eerily upside down. Cain’s smile widened in a display of twisted triumph. "Everything you know, everything you believe in... it’s already collapsing."

At a distance, Sona’s heart pounded in her chest as she watched the escalating battle. "Adam... he’s pushing Cain too far," she murmured, a note of desperation creeping into her voice.

Though she longed to intervene, the oppressive energy in the air made it nearly impossible to move any closer without being overwhelmed by the force Cain was unleashing.

The dark vortex before them grew ever larger, devouring everything in its relentless path.

"If Adam doesn’t stop him now, we’re all done for." Her words trembled with urgency.

Then, amid the turmoil, a familiar voice cut through the cacophony. "You’re not alone, Sona." It was Phantom.

Silent as ever, her arrival was marked by a quiet determination that shone like a beacon amidst the chaos.

She stepped to Sona’s side, her expression resolute. "We can’t let Cain have all the control. If Adam doesn’t pull through, we need to disrupt his connection to the universe itself."

Sona’s heart quickened. "Are you sure?" she asked, her voice barely audible over the roar of energy and collapsing reality.

Phantom nodded, her hands already moving deftly as she began to draw intricate symbols in the air. "It’s the only way."

Cain’s laugh, dark and mocking, echoed through the rift he had so boldly created. "Do you think you’re the first to challenge the very fabric of reality?" he boomed, his voice resonating with the full force of his power. "I’ve torn down worlds, shattered gods. You can’t win, Adam."

Adam’s gaze hardened, his eyes reflecting the burning intensity of his golden aura—a brilliant manifestation of his growing determination. "I don’t care who you’ve defeated," he replied in a low, steady tone, "because you’re about to lose to me."

In a single fluid motion, Adam raised his hand and summoned a vortex of his own—a radiant counterforce pulsing with intense golden light that stood in stark opposition to Cain’s dark creation.

The two vortices collided with a thunderous impact, creating a massive shockwave that shattered the air and sent tremors through the very ground beneath them. The pressure was immense; the earth cracked under the strain as time itself seemed to warp around the collision.

Cain grinned, though uncertainty flickered in his eyes as he struggled to maintain control. "Impossible," he whispered, his voice faltering, "You—" But before he could finish his sentence, Adam’s aura erupted in an all-consuming wave of energy.

The very air was torn asunder by the overwhelming force, and Adam’s golden power shattered the vortex Cain had so meticulously formed. With a single, decisive blow, Adam’s power struck Cain’s heart, and in that instant, Cain was sent flying through the air like a ragdoll.