CHAPTER 136: THE BATTLE BETWEEN TWO SINGULARITIES (1)

"And for the record... I had a reason for doing all this. It’s because of your foolish father."

The words struck Daniel like a thunderbolt. His eyes widened, and his face froze.

"My father? What do you mean?" he asked, disbelief coloring his voice.

As far as Daniel knew, his father wasn’t the kind of man who would provoke anyone—especially not the Singularity of Chaos.

The man had always been terrified of him. And yet now, the Singularity of Chaos was claiming that his father was the reason behind the attack and destruction of the capital?

It was hard to believe!

The Singularity of Chaos gave a cold smile and replied flatly, "Your father harmed someone I was protecting. Isn’t that reason enough for me to collect the debt?"

A sharp pain gripped Daniel’s chest. He hadn’t expected things to turn out like this.

Father... what have you done? How could you be so foolish? He cried inwardly.

Of course, he knew who the Singularity of Chaos was referring to—Elina Lorian, the Sixth Princess of the Great Velmora Empire.

She was the only person the Singularity of Chaos treated differently across the entire continent.

What Daniel hadn’t expected was that his father would actually dare to harm her.

It was a blatant violation of the agreement they had made. Daniel’s temples throbbed, and his strength drained from his body.

Having heard that explanation, Daniel lost the courage to argue further. The Singularity of Chaos had a valid—and undeniable—reason.

Still, watching a city built over centuries crumble in moments was unbearable.

Trying to steady himself, he clenched both fists and said in a heavy voice, "Your reasons are valid... but isn’t your retaliation a bit excessive?"

The Singularity of Chaos remained calm as he replied, "Excessive? What do you mean? Didn’t you see it with your own eyes? Your people are still alive. I didn’t even let a single one get hurt. That was my mercy toward the Holy Empire of Valtanir."

"If I wanted to, I could’ve killed them all. And when that happens, you—and your family—would be blamed for everything."

"Tomorrow, your people might rise in revolt. And perhaps, your power would crumble overnight. So tell me... do you still think I’ve gone too far?"

Once again, Daniel found himself at a loss for words. As much as it pained him, he had to admit—the Singularity of Chaos was right.

He could’ve slaughtered everyone here... but he didn’t. That restraint alone made him appear not entirely guilty.

No matter how desperately Daniel wanted to argue, he knew he would only end up on the losing side.

He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. His head dropped, frustration and anger written all over his face.

The capital was the backbone of the empire. Its destruction alone was enough to halve the nation’s strength.

To make matters worse, tens of thousands of soldiers had been swallowed by the Black Hole. It wasn’t a small number—fifty thousand lives lost in an instant.

Even for the Valtanir Holy Empire, which commanded a million trained warriors, losing fifty thousand for nothing was a devastating blow.

Worse still, his own children and concubines had been among the victims.

They were the ones he cherished most. Watching them die so helplessly was a torment beyond words.

"Alright," the Singularity of Chaos’s voice abruptly snapped him out of his thoughts. "I’ve taken my debt from the Singularity of Light. But that man still needs to be taught a proper lesson—so he doesn’t throw around his status to oppress the weak."

Daniel looked up, but the figure was already gone.

Hatred and resentment surged within him, but there was nothing he could do. Like it or not, he had to swallow the bitter truth.

Meanwhile, Malverna and Arnold, who had silently witnessed Nolan’s departure, exchanged glances for a brief moment—then vanished from the scene.

***

Ten kilometers from the capital of the Great Velmora Empire, a horse-drawn carriage moved steadily along the road, pulled by two strong and elegant white horses.

Surrounding it were twenty horsemen clad in golden armor, riding in formation at the front, rear, and both flanks—as if they were living shields for the carriage.

It was clear that the person inside wasn’t just anyone—he was the Singularity of Light.

"Hmm?" The Singularity of Light, who had been sitting quietly with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and glanced sharply to his left and right.

"Why do I feel like something bad is happening? Is this just my imagination?"

His brows drew together in a faint frown. As one of the Singularities, his senses were extraordinarily keen.

This ominous feeling... It might not be a false alarm. Perhaps it was a warning—of something already unfolding or a threat still to come.

He paused, pushed the unease aside, and steadied himself. Whatever danger lay ahead, it wasn’t enough to shake his confidence.

Closing his eyes once more, he let silence settle in—broken only by the rhythmic clatter of horse hooves. But moments later, he opened them again... and froze.

He was no longer in the horse-drawn carriage. Instead, he found himself floating in midair!

To his right and left stretched the boundless expanse of the ocean. A strong night wind howled at him from all directions.

His eyes narrowed as he focused ahead. There, a man floated—shrouded in a black cloak, his entire face hidden behind a demonic mask.

The Singularity of Light’s vigilance surged to its peak. A golden aura erupted from his body.

"What do you mean, Singularity of Chaos?" he asked coldly.

He hadn’t expected to encounter this madman again.

What unsettled him more was the fact that he had been forcibly transported here—without even realizing it. That, unexpectedly, made him feel a flicker of fear.

The Singularity of Chaos gazed at him calmly. Then, in an emotionless voice, he replied, "Do you really need to ask?"

The Singularity of Light felt a tightness in his chest, but he still tried to appear composed.

"Is such a trivial matter worth exaggerating?" he said casually. "It’s better if we just forget about it. That way, we can avoid any unnecessary conflict, right?"

"Forget?" The Singularity of Chaos let out a soft chuckle. "Do you think... it’s that easy?"

In an instant, the air grew heavy with tension. Killing intent burst forth from the Singularity of Chaos, sharp and overwhelming.

The Singularity of Light clenched his fists as rage surged within him. Refusing to be outmatched, he released his own aura and killing intent—crashing against his opponent’s in a fierce collision.

"Singularity of Chaos, don’t forget our agreement not to attack one another. If you break it, be prepared to face the consequences!" He snapped.

"Are you threatening me?" the Singularity of Chaos asked with a cold chuckle. "Do you really think that’ll change anything?"

The moment the words left his lips, his figure vanished—only to reappear directly in front of him.

Caught off guard, the Singularity of Light hurriedly raised his arms to shield himself—but he was a moment too late...

Bang!

A devastating punch slammed into his cheek, sending him hurtling backward for hundreds of meters.

The Singularity of Chaos let out a cold laugh and shouted, "Come on, show me your power!"

Whoosh!

A massive slash of golden energy burst forth from the direction of the Singularity of Light, who was still tumbling through the air.

The Singularity of Chaos faced it head-on and calmly clenched his fist.

Just as the attack was about to reach him, the golden slash froze midair—then erupted in a blinding explosion.

The blast sent seawater shooting high into the sky, crashing down in torrents across the battlefield.

And beneath that rain of water, the Singularity of Chaos’s purple eyes gleamed—shifting into the shape of the sun and moon shining together.