Banished to the Abyss After Defying the Author-Chapter 26: Death Before Authority

Chaos descended fully.

Not as fragments.

Not as tendrils.

But whole.

The Real Sky pressed down upon Titaine like a lid closing over a coffin.

Noah stood beneath it, watching.

It will destroy the Titaine world. Might not do any damage to upper layers, but Sofail and the Abyssal world can be destroyed.

He picked up Karna’s twin spears.

The metal still radiated residual solar heat.

He stepped forward.

Chaos looked at him, growling, making non-human voices.

Noah sighed.

"Chaos," Noah said calmly, "I order you to stop all your actions now."

Chaos tilted its head.

Then attacked.

The impact struck like collapsing gravity.

Noah crossed the twin spears and blocked it. The ground shattered beneath his feet. He twisted, countered with ALEZIAT.

The blade carved through Chaos’s mass.

It split cleanly in half.

Even the Real Sky above him trembled.

Noah smiled.

"Now, Chaos, stop on your own. Otherwise, I will have to beat you."

The two halves liquefied.

Rejoined.

Regenerated instantly.

Chaos roared.

Minions rained down in waves.

Noah exhaled.

"I guess without my authority, I can’t order you," he muttered to himself.

Nakula appeared beside him.

"I still want to help," Nakula said. "So I will not use it to cut that monster’s essence, but I can damage him."

Noah nodded and instantly handed ALEZIAT over.

"Use both. I’ll use the spear."

He levitated the twin spears and attacked Chaos. The impact instantly erased all the minions.

Noah ascended into the air.

"Let me show you," he said coldly, "how real divinity does damage."

The twin spears fused mid-air.

Compressed.

Expanded.

A single massive spear formed—golden end with blue hue on it, mountain-sized in scale.

Below, Nakula moved with instant movement, carving Chaos into tiny pieces faster than regeneration could track.

Noah smiled and launched the fused spear.

It pierced through Chaos’s center.

The explosion ignited the whole area.

Flame swallowed everything.

Nakula used ASI and controlled the flame around Chaos, containing it around Chaos alone.

For a moment, it worked.

Then—

Stillness.

Chaos stopped regenerating.

Stopped moving.

It screamed.

The whole environment was replaced with darkness.

Nakula got blown away, struck the wall of Kurugshetra’s boundary.

Noah looked at it.

Crows began circling.

The same destruction he had seen in his dream unfolded in reality.

Grayness consumed gold.

Color drained from Kurugshetra.

Noah looked at Chaos.

"I gave you a name when you were with me," he said quietly. "And you are rebelling against me?"

The spear vanished.

Then appeared inside Chaos.

Noah smiled.

"SOLARO ARARIS."

A miniature sun formed from the spear inside Chaos’s core.

Light swallowed everything.

Chaos exploded like a stellar blast.

The shockwave erased what remained.

Noah lowered his hand.

"That’s why I said just be normally sealed by me."

He looked at Kurugshetra.

The golden kingdom now stood in total grayness.

No colors left.

He could sense only hopelessness from this kingdom.

Noah sighed.

Then—

A fist struck Noah’s face.

He flew upward into the Real Sky.

Chaos reformed midair—

Humanoid.

Then split.

Each severed fragment becoming its own version, forming its own humanoid form.

They surrounded him.

The barrage began.

Each strike bent space.

Shockwaves shook the ground, making it split.

Mountains cracked.

Noah hit the earth.

Chaos merged again into one towering being.

Noah stood in front of him with a fully bloody body.

He tried to regenerate.

Nothing.

His flesh did not respond.

He tasted iron.

He exhaled slowly and understood.

"So, due to your disordered existence, the seal on me got tighter so the world doesn’t get crushed, huh?"

He looked at Chaos.

Really. My threshold and my own creations limiting me.

Chaos smiled and instantly came forward, about to slash Noah’s neck—

And stopped.

A blade blocked it.

Nostradamus stood there.

Annoyed to help Noah.

But amused.

Smiling because he saw Noah this damaged.

"Oh?" Nostradamus said lightly. "Great King of Kings... so much damaged?"

Noah stood upright despite the blood.

"Kill me," he said plainly. "Now."

Nostradamus looked at him and smiled slowly.

"Why not? Sure, it’s like my dream come true."

The blade flashed.

Noah’s head fell.

His body was cut into many small parts.

Silence.

Then—

The world trembled.

Noah reformed.

Whole.

Uninjured.

All past injuries vanished.

He inhaled once.

"Now it’s good. So first deal with him, Nostradamus."

Nostradamus sighed and said "Hmph!" with annoyance.

"I am not here to help you. Zelforna asked me to protect Titaine world because it’s her sister Goddess Xenovia’s world."

Noah looked at him.

"Whatever. Deal with him now."

Nostradamus got annoyed and muttered under his breath.

"Even he can’t do much damage on it and he’s ordering me like he’s still the KING OF KINGS. Hmph!"

Chaos attacked again.

Nostradamus stepped forward.

Rejection Authority flared.

Time fractured.

Zelforna’s temporal essence layered over his strike.

Chaos froze—

Encased in time stasis.

But it broke easily.

Noah jumped and punched Chaos’s head, pinning him on the ground.

Nostradamus raised his hand again.

"REJECTION."

The prophecy binding Chaos to descend—

Cracked.

Bent.

Postponed.

"For ten million years," Nostradamus said through clenched teeth.

Chaos vanished.

Silence returned.

Nostradamus took a breath.

He couldn’t fully cancel the prophecy, but he’d postponed it for the next ten million years.

Noah looked toward the ruined kingdom.

Gray.

Still.

He began walking.

Nostradamus followed.

"If you can come back after being dead," Nostradamus asked, "why didn’t you regenerate?"

Noah didn’t slow.

"My ALL authority and all my skills, and also regeneration, were sealed by those idiots," he answered flatly. "That’s why I have to die to come back or use external healing by someone else."

Nostradamus looked at him.

"So... what will you do with this kingdom?"

Noah kept walking.

"I will answer it later. First tell me... you enjoyed killing me, didn’t you?"

Nostradamus looked away.

"What do you mean? How can I be happy to kill the KING OF KINGS?"

The sarcasm was deliberate.

They walked in silence for a moment.

Then Noah asked:

"So by entering here, you met Atlantriasa too? So how is she doing now?"

Nostradamus’s voice sharpened slightly.

"Zelforna is taking care of her. And also doing her work too."

The emphasis was deliberate. Pure intent to point and remind Noah.

Noah sighed.

"It’s good."

He turned slightly.

"So before leaving," Noah said, a faint smile forming, "I want you to do one more work for me."

Nostradamus frowned.

That smile.

He didn’t like it.

"What now?"