Chapter 5949

“Chaos… Return to the Void, second stage: Origins Return.”

He whispered the name as though afraid to wake it, then nudged the pearl forward with a touch gentler than a farewell.

The sphere traced a dull gray arc. It looked leisurely, almost slow-motion, yet in the blink that followed it was nose-to-nose with nine oncoming demon dragons and the forest of pale arms.

Every watcher would spend a lifetime trying to forget what happened next-and fail.

The instant pearl touched scale, time lost its grip. Breath, wind, sound, all paused mid-beat.

The dragons froze mid-lunge, mouths fixed in permanent snarl, as if some unseen hand had pressed a finger to the world’s pulse.

From each tail tip, decay began. Scales unraveled, muscle turned to dust, bodies peeling apart into raw motes of demonic vapor.