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"In that case, all of you, come at me together—don't waste my time."

Blue veins bulged on Valen's forehead as he heard Leon's arrogant words, and he glared at him furiously.

"How arrogant!" Valen roared, spinning his spear before lunging at Leon.

"Hero Technique: Breaking the Limit!"

The Holy Spear of Soaring Dragon suddenly blazed with a bright red and white light as Valen thrust it toward Leon's chest.

Without flinching, Leon smiled faintly and sidestepped the attack.

As if he had anticipated Leon's move, Valen's lips curled into a cold smile. He flung his spear aside.

*Boom!*

A deafening explosion erupted from the impact, and Valen couldn't help but laugh as he saw Leon take the hit.

"Hahaha! You're so careless," Valen sneered.

"Careless? Did I hear you correctly?" Leon's playful voice came from behind, causing Valen's laughter to freeze.

Before Valen could react, he felt a cold chill at his neck and instantly tapped into his holy power.

*Whoosh!*

Holy power surged from his body, propelling him backward. But then, a shadow flashed overhead, quickly taking shape into Leon's figure.

"Want to run? Did I give you permission?" Leon asked coldly.

He raised his sword and slashed at Valen with incredible speed.

"Not good!" Valen shouted, swiftly raising the Holy Spear of Soaring Dragon to parry the strike.

*Boom!*

In an instant, Valen's body was thrown downward, crashing into the sand with a thunderous explosion.

"Tsk, tsk. You call me careless, but it's really you who's the careless one," Leon taunted, hovering above in the sky.

His tall figure, draped in a black mantle and wearing a half-mask, exuded the presence of a mighty Demon Emperor.

"

Cough! Cough!

Damn it!" Valen groaned as he struggled to his feet.

His eyes, filled with hatred, couldn't conceal the fear growing inside him. Experience more tales on empire

"This damn guy is terrifying... How can this Demon Emperor be so strong? No wonder Leon was defeated and died at his hands,"

Valen muttered, stunned.

In the ancient records, the Demon Emperors of every era were described as powerful and imposing figures. Yet, no matter how strong they were, they all eventually fell to the three heroes of mankind who emerged in each era.

To Valen's shock, the Demon Emperor before him—the one reigning in this era—was unlike any other. Not only was his strength overwhelming, but his unconventional fighting style seemed to nullify his every attack. Even his hero techniques and holy power had no effect, deepening his confusion.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Valen glared at Luna and Guren, who still hadn't moved.

"What are you two doing? Why are you standing there?" Valen snapped.

Luna and Guren snapped back to reality, their eyes locking onto Leon, who hovered in the sky, filled with intense hostility.

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Guren tightened his grip on the hilt of the Holy Sword of Zenith and teleported directly in front of Leon.

He swung the sword horizontally with a shout, "Hero Technique: Blade of Radiance!"

The blade of the Holy Sword of Zenith blazed with a brilliant light, and an immense pressure suddenly bore down on Leon, freezing his body in place and trapping him with no way to escape.

"Die!" Guren yelled, his voice filled with fury.

*Buzz... Boom!*

The attack unleashed a blinding flash, followed by a deafening explosion.

As Guren saw his attack land, a surge of excitement rushed through him.

Just as he was about to laugh, a calm, indifferent voice echoed from in front of him.

"I didn't expect you had also mastered the

Hero Technique: Blade of Radiance

. It seems you've truly invested considerable effort in mastering the full inheritance of the sword heroes from past eras within the Holy Sword of Zenith."

The words hit Guren like a cold shower, and his smile faltered.

Before he could comprehend what had happened, the light from his attack began to fade, revealing Leon casually gripping the blade of the Holy Sword of Zenith with his left hand.

Guren's heart pounded as horror spread across his face.

"How is this possible!? Why aren't my attacks working against you?" Guren stammered, trembling with fear.

Each time he unleashed his hero techniques, they had no effect on him. Doubt began to creep in—was there something wrong with him?

Noticing Guren's confusion, Leon shot him a playful glance.

"If you're wondering why I can easily withstand your attacks, the answer is simple: you're weak," Leon said dismissively, laced with mockery.

Guren's chest tightened at the mockery, his eyes burning with hatred as he glared at Leon.

Before he could react, Leon clenched his right fist and delivered a crushing punch to Guren's face.

*Bang!*

The impact of the blow hurled Guren hundreds of meters away at an astonishing speed.

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He slammed into the cliff with devastating force, his bones feeling as though they were shattered by the impact.

"

Cough! Cough!

" Guren coughed, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

He tried to rise, but searing pain gripped his back and chest. Thankfully, his body was resilient enough to endure the blow.

Had he been any weaker, the impact with the cliff would have crushed him.

Only then did he realize his right hand was empty, and his expression instantly shifted.

"What!? Where's my Holy Sword of Zenith?" Guren exclaimed, startled.

He frantically scanned the area, searching for his sword, but it was nowhere to be found.

Suddenly, his gaze involuntarily shifted to Leon, who hovered high above. In an instant, his face drained of color.

"How could this be? My sword!" Guren's eyes widened in disbelief.

In his line of sight, Leon stood holding the Holy Sword of Zenith, a playful smile dancing on his lips.

"Tsk, tsk! Your sword? This is my sword, you fool!"

Leon couldn't help but laugh at Guren's outburst.

He gazed down at the Holy Sword of Zenith, gently caressing its blade.

"I truly apologize for allowing you to fall into the hands of a stranger. But now, you and I will never be apart again," Leon murmured affectionately.

The bond between a hero and their holy weapon ran deeper than that of a husband and wife, as their souls were intrinsically linked. That was why he couldn't stand the thought of his Holy Sword of Zenith being in Guren's hands while he was still alive.

"Miranda, what should I do to reclaim the Holy Sword of Zenith?"

Leon asked inwardly.

"You don't need to do anything, master. I'll have it back in your hands in no time,"

Miranda replied with confidence.

"Good. I'm counting on you,"

Leon said, his voice filled with relief.

He gripped the Holy Sword of Zenith tightly, and suddenly, the power of chaos enveloped it.

*Buzz!*

Sensing the strange force, the Holy Sword of Zenith emitted a blinding light. Moments later, golden chains materialized, binding the sword.

"What are these chains?" Leon frowned, confused.

Before he could process what was happening, the Holy Sword of Zenith slipped from his grasp and shot toward Guren.

Leon froze, disbelief washing over him, and his expression darkened.

"Miranda, what's going on?"

Leon inquired, his voice laced with irritation.

There was a brief silence before Miranda answered, her tone grave.

"Master, I apologize. It seems my earlier suspicion was correct."

Leon's brows furrowed slightly.

"Your suspicion?"

"Yes, my suspicion. At that moment—"

Miranda began, but Leon abruptly severed their connection.

He then summoned the power of chaos within himself, slashing downward to his left.

*Boom!*

A deafening explosion shook the air, and the temperature around Leon plummeted.

Leon's gaze shot forward, locking onto Luna, who met his stare with cold indifference.

"Tsk! This woman's a real threat,"

Leon muttered, a sense of helplessness creeping in.

Among Valen, Luna, and Guren, Luna was the one Leon regarded with the most caution. Not only was her mastery of her holy weapon far superior to Valen's and Guren's, but her intelligence also outstripped theirs.

After all, he had been the one to teach Luna how to fight and impart much of his knowledge to her.

At that moment, a shocking event unfolded. The sky darkened, and a massive green circle materialized above him.

Leon felt his body tense, his expression shifting to one of horror. Before he could react, an overwhelming pressure suddenly surged through him.

*Boom!*

In an instant, he was slammed to the ground, completely immobilized. His expression hardened as he felt the suffocating pressure weighing down on him.

"Ancient magic?"

Leon muttered, his voice strained as he struggled to lift his head.

His gaze swept across the ranks of humanity's forces, who had formed a complex, strategic formation. In front, cavalry and infantry were lined up like an impenetrable fortress.

Behind them, archers stood shoulder to shoulder, their bows drawn in unison.

At the very back, a mysterious green light shot into the sky. There was no mistaking it—this light was the result of the ancient magic cast by Rain.

"As expected of the Demon Emperor. Even ancient magic can't fully suppress you." Jim walked toward him slowly, a faint smile curling on his lips.

Leon's expression remained unchanged as he met Jim's gaze with calm composure.

"So, is this your method of defeating me?" Leon asked, his voice light.

Jim maintained his smile and shook his head.

"No, it's not. This ancient magic merely serves to immobilize you. But I've realized it's not enough to defeat you," Jim said, shrugging casually.

He then turned to Guren, Valen, and Luna. "I appreciate you all buying me time to prepare the ancient magic with Rain."

Guren wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and grinned coldly. "You're welcome, Prime Minister Jim. Honestly, this Demon Emperor is incredibly powerful, and subverting him wasn't easy. But we managed."

After saying that, he turned to Leon, his gaze dripping with mockery, as if looking at a defeated opponent.

Jim simply nodded before turning to Luna and Valen. "In that case, I leave this to you, Bow Hero Luna and Spear Hero Valen."

Valen flashed a cold smile and replied eagerly, "Leave it to me."

Luna and Valen then took their positions, flanking Leon at a distance of ten meters on his left and right.

Jim swiftly pulled Guren aside, leaving him slightly confused.

"Prime Minister Jim, what are they planning to do?" Guren asked, his curiosity piqued.

Jim simply smiled, shaking his head. "You'll see," he replied calmly.

Meanwhile, Leon, observing Valen and Luna on either side, suddenly widened his eyes, a realization forming in his mind.

"Are they...?" Before he could finish his thought, holy power erupted from Valen and Luna.

The Soaring Dragon Holy Spear and Celestial Frost Holy Bow floated before them, radiating a brilliant white light. Simultaneously, the symbols of the heroes' destiny appeared on their foreheads, their presence distorting the space around them.

"Hero Technique: Eternal Sealing!"

Valen and Luna shouted in unison.

*Buzz!*

A white, star-shaped circle suddenly appeared beneath Leon, and his expression shifted with shock.

"Eternal Sealing Technique? Damn, they've really gone all out this time,"

Leon cursed.

Without hesitation, he extended his right hand to the side, feeling its weight, and shouted, "Great Sword of Chaos—respond to my call!"