Seven years ago, beyond Chaos, in the Void Realm.
Beneath a dim gray sky, a massive blood-red sword pierced straight into the heavens.
At the sword's hilt stood a lavish palace.
A bewitchingly handsome man lounged against a golden throne, holding a transparent wineglass in one hand as he lazily watched a group of naked women dance below.
After a while, a hunched old man hurried in through the entrance. He skirted around the dancing women, approached the man, and whispered something into his ear.
The man's languid expression immediately changed slightly. With a wave of his hand, all the dancing women below were crushed into pulp, instantly filling the hall with the stench of blood.
"My daughter Pandora has fallen?! Who did it? Have you found out?"
"Not yet. However, Miss Pandora fell in a Chaos World called Nuwa. She was most likely killed after failing to contend with an expert from that Chaos World for the position of Lord of Chaos," the hunched old man explained.
"Have Orosa take ten First Order Lords of Chaos and destroy that Chaos World. Slaughter every living thing within it. Leave no one alive!" the bewitching man immediately ordered.
"Yes!" Having received his instructions, the hunched old man promptly withdrew.
One day, seven years later, beyond the Chaos World controlled by Gu Ding, a blond man suddenly appeared with ten subordinates.
"Dealing with Lords of Chaos from the Material Realm is really troublesome. We can't project ourselves into the Chaos Worlds they control. We could only send our physical bodies from the Material Realm over here. This Chaos World is truly remote too—we spent over seven years just traveling here..." the blond leader complained.
"Exactly, Boss Orosa. If you hadn't brought us here with strength close to that of a Third