It was unbelievable. Chaos, who had always been reckless, constantly flirting with death and chasing the ultimate thrill, had actually shown fear in his eyes.
His mind was clearly on the verge of collapse, and he still hadn't come to his senses.
A chilling sense of danger descended from above. Sengoku came crashing down from the sky, his right palm gathering a shockwave as he brought it down on Chaos. His attack was accompanied by an imposing, righteous will that allowed no evil to exist.
At that moment, Chaos was evil.
"Pfft!"
Chaos hadn't completely lost the ability to fight back. He got to his feet and braced both hands above his head as blood sprayed from his mouth and nose.
The ground beneath him cracked. Fissures spread in every direction, and broad sections of the earth's crust buckled and shot into the air.
Wave after wave of righteous will violently assailed Chaos's mind.
Slowly, his straightened back began to bend. His knees trembled, making cracking sounds, and blood no longer poured only from his mouth and nose—his ears began to bleed, too.
Was this where it all ended?
No.
He would become the most outrageous man in the world!
He would become the richest man in the world!
He would live however he pleased!
He would plunge the whole world into chaos!
He would stand above everyone else!
He would decide who lived and who died!
Frenzied roars erupted in his heart. He refused to become a weakling at the mercy of others, and he refused to live an ordinary, meaningless life!
Just as his knees came within a few inches of the ground, Chaos jerked his head up, his face twisted with rage. His bloodshot eyes tore through the flesh around them, leaving two bloody streaks down his