My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

"Humanity Army, raise your weapons and launch an attack!"

At the sound of the call, Garan, Terran, and Lilith's eyes widened in alarm as they swiftly went on high alert.

Heidel quickly regained his composure, his gaze locking onto Valen, Guren, and the advancing human army.

*Whoosh!*

Suddenly, a pitch-black light appeared above his hand, spreading across his arm before fading away.

The blood that had been flowing profusely stopped, and the wound on his palm vanished instantly, as though it had never existed.

With his expression growing stern, Heidel raised his palm and shouted, "Demon Army! Form your ranks and attack!"

"Whoa!!!"

At Heidel's command, the entire Demon army erupted in loud shouts and charged toward the human forces.

With that, the war between the Demon race and mankind officially reignited!

...

In the serene inner palace courtyard, Leon stood with his eyes closed, gripping a wooden sword firmly in his right hand.

After a moment, a purplish-black light—the energy of chaos—suddenly enveloped the sword.

Leon slowly opened his eyes and made a slashing motion toward the ten wooden puppets a hundred meters away.

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*Boom!*

The slash infused with chaos energy sliced through the air, obliterating the ten wooden puppets in an instant.

As he witnessed the scene, Leon nodded slightly, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

"My control over the power of chaos has significantly improved," he murmured, a look of contentment reflecting in his striking features.

In the past few days, he had often dedicated time to training in the inner palace courtyard. His regimen included refining the hero techniques he had already mastered, enhancing his control over holy power, and honing his proficiency in wielding chaos power. Of all his training endeavors, mastering chaos power was undoubtedly the most challenging.

Unlike the holy power he had possessed since infancy, the power of chaos was still new and unfamiliar to him.

Furthermore, since childhood, he had practiced controlling holy power under the guidance of various great masters in the Holy Orthodox Hall. In contrast, the power of chaos was entirely different, as there was no one available to guide him in mastering it.

(Note: In this context, the "Great Masters" refers to individuals who have researched holy power using ancient manuscripts and historical records of previous heroes. They serve as guides for the new generation of heroes, including Leon and the other two heroes.)

Moreover, without any ancient records that explain or detail the power of chaos, he would have to explore and learn about it independently—a process that would likely take a considerable amount of time.

"By the way, there's something I'm quite curious about. If the Holy Sword of Zenith and the other two holy weapons have inherited hero techniques from the heroes of the previous era, does the Great Sword of Chaos possess them as well?" Leon mused, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Hero techniques are special abilities developed by past heroes to combat the Demon Emperor of their time, passed down to future generations of heroes through the inheritance methods found within the three holy weapons.

These techniques stemmed from the heroes' deep understanding of holy power and holy weapons, coupled with years of experience, making most of them powerful and lethal.

Although the Great Sword of Chaos differs from the three holy weapons, Leon hoped it contained some form of inheritance or, at the very least, techniques left behind by its first wielder—the First Demon Emperor, Amon Crimson.

"I think I should ask Miranda," Leon whispered, slowly closing his eyes.

He pressed his index and middle fingers together and touched them to his forehead.

"Miranda, do you hear me?" he called softly.

Moments later, a gentle and enchanting voice echoed in his mind.

"I'm here, Master. Do you need something?" Miranda replied softly.

At her response, a wave of relief washed over Leon, prompting him to let out a soft sigh.

After the incident last night, Leon often felt nervous and uneasy when trying to contact Miranda, worried that she might not respond like she used to.

Fortunately, his worries were unfounded, and Miranda answered his call promptly.

A faint smile crossed Leon's face as he rested his right hand on his wooden sword and said lightly, "Sorry to disturb you, Miranda, but I have something to ask."

Miranda remained silent, patiently waiting for him to continue.

Taking a small breath, Leon adopted a calm yet slightly serious expression as he inquired, "I wanted to ask if the Demon Emperor Amon Crimson left any inheritance within the Great Sword of Chaos."

Upon hearing the word "inheritance," Miranda appeared taken aback and asked hesitantly, "Inheritance?"

Leon nodded slightly and quickly elaborated, "You may not be aware, but the three holy weapons—the Holy Sword of Zenith, the Holy Spear of Soaring Dragon, and the Holy Bow of Celestial Frost—contain the insights and hero techniques left by their respective heroes for future generations. Therefore, I'm very curious whether Demon Emperor Amon Crimson left behind something similar."

Although he was uncertain whether Amon Crimson had left an inheritance, he genuinely hoped he had. If so, it would significantly improve his control over the power of chaos, offering invaluable support in the future.

Just as Leon began to feel nervous, Miranda's gentle yet reassuring voice echoed in his mind.

"Master, I almost forgot to mention. Demon Emperor Amon Crimson did leave an inheritance for the Fated One," she replied softly, though a hint of embarrassment crept into her tone.

Leon felt a wave of relief and happiness wash over him at this news, nodding slightly with excitement evident on his face.

"It's okay, Miranda; I don't blame you," he said with a light chuckle. "In that case, could you tell me what inheritance Demon Emperor Amon Crimson left behind?"

"Of course, Master. Please open your palms," Miranda instructed in his mind.

Leon complied immediately, opening both palms in anticipation.

*Whoosh!*

Suddenly, a speck of black light appeared above his palms, expanding to envelop them completely.

Gradually, the black light faded, revealing a book in his hands, adorned with an illustration of two moons—one bright and the other dark.

Upon seeing the book, Leon's surprise was evident as he examined it closely.

"What is this book, Miranda?" he asked, curiosity sparking in his voice.

The black book that appeared in his hand was large, thick, and slightly heavy. Its cover showcased an illustration of two moons, strikingly reminiscent of the moons associated with Sylvia and Miranda.

Additionally, intricate purple-black patterns of curved lines adorned the edges of the book, reminiscent of the designs on the blades of the Great Sword of Chaos and the Holy Sword of Zenith.

At first glance, the book might seem ordinary, but anyone with keen senses would quickly notice the cold, terrifying aura it radiated.

In response to his question, Miranda's voice echoed in his mind.

"Master, the book in your hand is called the Codex of Noctis, the inheritance that Demon Emperor Amon Crimson left for you. Before his death, he recorded all his abilities in this codex, including techniques for controlling the Power of Chaos, sword techniques, and various insights from his life experiences," Miranda explained, her voice clear and concise.

Leon was taken aback by this revelation and gazed intently at the black book in his palm.

"If what Miranda says is true, my struggles with mastering the Power of Chaos could finally be resolved," he murmured, a surge of excitement bubbling within him.

Before, he had grappled with the absence of guidance or reference materials to help him refine his control over the Chaos Power.

Now, however, a wave of relief washed over him as he cradled the Codex of Noctis in his hands.

As Leon basked in his happiness, he inadvertently glanced at the back cover of the Codex, his eyes widening in shock.

"What? A star mark?"