Lan said nothing.
He simply raised the bow He had just lowered. And the phantom stretched out its hand, the flames gathering like obedient servants, instantly coalescing into a bow.
Just like when Lan first taught Leon.
Nocking the arrow, pinching the string, drawing the bow—
The bow was drawn full like a half-moon; Leon was already intimately familiar with it all.
He had been drawing arrows for so long. Even if he hadn't known how originally, after settling for so much time, he should have long become a master archer.
The fire arrow and the light arrow formed together, ready to launch!
Nanook sensed something and cast His gaze toward Lan's direction.
'Let's show them our bond!'
With those words, the two simultaneously released the fingers pinching the string, and the arrows shot from the bows like flying meteors!
Nanook frowned slightly. He noticed that His portion of the flames on Lan's left arm had suddenly extinguished.
When did that happen? Why hadn't He noticed it at all?
In Nanook's line of sight, Lan's left arm was now completely empty.
Neither Leon nor his arrow was anywhere to be seen nearby.
Instead, there was only Lan's single arrow streaking furiously toward Tayzzyronth.
What was going on?
Nanook was puzzled.
Why was Lan's attack so powerful this time? Even He felt vaguely intimidated by it.
Since the start of this God War, it was the first time He had felt such a gap-inducing fluctuation of energy.
Nanook frowned.
This was illogical. How could Lan possibly unleash a killing blow of such terrifying might?
Among the four Aeons present:
Qlipoth and Himself were in the same tier. Lan was slightly lower, but could still barely keep up with Their pace.
And Tayzzyronth was at the bottom.
So Nanook was baffled.
Lan's tier was clearly lower than His own.
How the hell did this guy unleash an attack that even He felt packed an ample amount of lethal threat?
Lan: My successor gave it to me, do you have one! And...
Why was His right eye faintly aching?
Nanook remembered very clearly that the wound beneath His eye had been caused by a junior.
That was a very excellent junior.
Excellent enough to be chosen by Lan as His own successor.
It was a pity that beneath his chaotic alignment lay a personality far too upright; he was innately incapable of being a person of His The Destruction.
Whatever...
Nanook reined in His thoughts, and the hideous wounds dripping with golden blood on His body began to glow faintly.
Thinking more about it was useless.
He would personally test whether this arrow from Lan was truly as invincible as it appeared!
Golden flames erupted from Nanook's body!
But before He could formally launch His attack, a heavy hammer blow suddenly rushed straight toward Him!
The golden flames blocked the heavy hammer, enveloping it, making it difficult for the hammer to advance even half a step!
Nanook glanced sideways; Qlipoth was swinging at Him with all His might.
Trying to stop Him?
Nanook guessed Qlipoth's intentions.
This Aeon of The Preservation had likely also vaguely sensed the uniqueness of Lan's arrow.
Viewing it as the key to terminating Tayzzyronth and breaking the current deadlock.
Thus, He came to block Him from interfering, so as not to ruin Lan's good deed.
Qlipoth standing in front of Nanook carried a very clear message:
Don't even think about interfering with the battle over there.
Nanook said nothing, but the magnitude of power on His body rose by another notch.
He didn't care if Qlipoth tried to stop Him—
Of course, the premise was whether He could actually stop Him!
Nanook unleashed His full firepower, immediately charging straight toward Lan's arrow!
Qlipoth swung His hammer through the void toward the direction Nanook was in—
The earthen-yellow phantom hammer enveloping Nanook smashed directly onto His body the moment He made a move!
Nanook didn't stop His advance, seemingly intent on breaking through by brute force!
Seeing this, Qlipoth struck out with another hammer blow!
And at the same time,
Tayzzyronth also realized something was wrong. Looking at the arrow aimed straight at Him, a wave of terror suddenly bloomed in His heart.
I will die! I will die! I will die, I will die, I will die!
Although Tayzzyronth had just taken many such arrows earlier.
He was still alive now.
This alone showed that taking it head-on might peel off a layer of skin, but it absolutely wouldn't kill Him.
Logically, He shouldn't be so panic-stricken.
Tayzzyronth didn't know why either.
But He had an obscure feeling in the unseen world:
This single one, this arrow alone, absolutely could not be taken head-on!
At this moment, only one thought remained in Tayzzyronth's head—
Flee for His life!
But where could He flee to?
The Hunt was always renowned for its speed.
No matter how fast Nanook or Tayzzyronth were, could They ever outspeed The Hunt?
Just as Tayzzyronth turned around to flee, two arrows from behind struck Him dead center in the back, piercing straight through His heart!
"Immortal Hunt!"
Leon called out softly, and Hunting Causality activated!
Sky-clearing cyan flames erupted from the body of the arrows!
Just as the insect egg symbolizing the authority of The Propagation was being scorched by this fierce fire in the past—
Tayzzyronth's massive body was also entirely engulfed by the flames erupting from the arrows!
"Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhh!"
Scorched in the fire laced with Hunting Causality, Tayzzyronth suffered incomparably miserable pain. His shrill voice made His screams sound exceptionally heart-tearing and lung-splitting!
"Then I'll see You in a bit, Senior."
Leon bid farewell to Lan.
After this arrow, Tayzzyronth was already certain to die. This pre-fetched future had ended, and he needed to return to the past first to settle things completely.
To thoroughly anchor Tayzzyronth's death.
And once that was settled—
Leon took a deep look at Nanook.
He would formally return, join the battlefield, and put an end to this entire farce!
Lan said nothing, merely witnessing the flames on His left arm dissipate in an instant.
The past.
Leon deactivated the two abilities, The Fleeting Steed and The Immortal's End.
He returned to the past once more.
And after Leon returned to the past, the authority of The Propagation was immediately swallowed by the flames.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh; the ghost fire burned increasingly fierce.
After a while, the monstrous inferno gradually began to dwindle, descending step by step from reaching the heavens, until finally only sparse sparks remained.
A gentle breeze blew past, extinguishing the flames.
The authority of The Propagation perished along with it.
Exactly like Tayzzyronth's gruesome death in the future.
Identical.
"Language of an unknown creature"
Qlipoth made a sound, seemingly asking Leon if he had resolved it.
"Yeah, it's resolved. Pulled up by the roots."
Leon nodded.
"Rest assured, there is no longer even a fraction of a risk of The Propagation breaking ground again."
After all, the final fraction of Status for The Propagation was still on Leon. If The Propagation ever wanted to break ground in the future, it would first have to ask if he agreed.
"Then, let us meet again in the future."
Leon looked at Qlipoth, bidding Him farewell.
Qlipoth looked at him without saying a word.
He knew of Leon's extraordinary nature, and in truth, had vaguely realized some of his origins.
"The ninth Navigator of the Astral Express."
After bidding farewell to Qlipoth, Leon turned and looked at Akivili.
"I offer my greetings here, Great Senior."
Leon retracted the flames on his body, smiled, and treated Akivili with honest candor.
"The ninth?"
Aha laughed heartily upon hearing this. "Akivili, did You hear that?"
"He says he's Your ninth Navigator!"
From Aha's deeply amused tone, it was obvious He was playing dumb.
"The ninth!"
Aha deliberately emphasized it again.
"I remember You just proposed this Navigator system not long ago, right?"
Aha clicked His tongue.
"Which number is it currently? I think we're only on the first one, right?"
As a Nameless, Aha naturally knew all this very well.
"The ninth, he's the junior of Your juniors!"
Aha chuckled happily.
In His whole life, He loved playing with Akivili the most. They were both 'A's; other Aeons without an 'A' in their names were just lacking that spark.
"So, do You believe it? My Akivili!"
Akivili looked at Leon. "I believe him."
"You actually believe this? Even Aha thinks it's bullshit!"
To think that something even the Aeon of The Elation found to be bullshit, Akivili actually believed.
It seemed Aha still wasn't Elation enough.
It was time to abdicate the throne to Akivili.
As an equivalent exchange, let Him take a turn being the Aeon of The Trailblaze!
"Why wouldn't I believe him?"
How could Akivili not believe it? This was something He had sensed long ago.
However, Leon actually being a Navigator did exceed His expectations. He thought he was just an ordinary Nameless, but to think he was a Navigator.
"Since he says he's my Navigator, then he must be my Navigator."
Akivili noticed the ticket on Leon's collar.
"Besides, don't You think the ticket he holds is very familiar?"
The Trailblaze Aeon asked intentionally.
Aha paused, then immediately looked at Leon's collar.
There sat a dazzling golden ticket, shining brilliantly.
Although the Astral Express tickets were all the same, many people would add a bit of their own flair to them.
Aha was one of them.
This style, the little details on it—wasn't this the exact ticket He held in His hands?
Upon realizing this, Aha was stunned.
No way bro, how does this involve Me too?
After being stunned for a moment, Aha burst into loud laughter once again.
Because all of this was simply too interesting!
"Hey, little junior, what's Aha's relationship with you?"
Aha awaited his answer with anticipation.
"We aren't close."
"Hahaha! Not close! What a great 'not close'!"
Aha knew it was impossible for them not to be close; otherwise, He wouldn't have possibly given him His ticket.
Not bad, not bad, this was getting more and more interesting.
He truly looked forward to His future encounter with Leon!
"How are the future Nameless doing? Is it a taboo to talk about this?"
Akivili asked in a very serious tone, bringing up a question He was very interested in.
"Not a taboo."
With Leon's current Status, how could there possibly be anything taboo to exist?
"In my era, the Nameless had almost completely withered away, and the Astral Express had suspended its voyages for a very long time."
Leon's answer was something neither Aha nor Akivili ever expected.
"Withered? Suspended?"
This time, Aha truly felt it was bullshit.
Are you kidding? The Nameless are a top-tier faction right now, and the Astral Express is bustling with activity. No matter how you looked at it, it was impossible for it to become the way Leon described.
"It wasn't until recently that I found a derelict carriage of the Astral Express. After repairing it, I set the Astral Express sailing once again."
Ignoring the doubt, Leon continued speaking.
"And became the ninth Navigator."
Leon looked at Akivili. He said all this for only one purpose.
"...What happened to the future Me?"
Akivili proactively asked this question.
He felt that if He were still around, The Trailblaze could absolutely never become what Leon described.
For it to end up like that, there could only be one reason.
"You fell, cause unknown."
The purpose of saying this was to put Akivili on guard. Leon wanted to see if revealing a few things could change the destiny of His fall.
"Akivili... died?"
Aha's laughter stopped abruptly.
"Are you joking?"
He questioned Leon.
"Aha doesn't like this joke. How could Akivili possibly die!"
In Aha's eyes, Akivili dying was complete bullshit!
He was an Aeon! Unless they mobilized a lineup identical to today's, who could possibly take Akivili's life? Who could kill Him?
Leon didn't reply again.
"Is that so? Thank you..."
Akivili spoke with a tone that suggested this was not entirely unexpected.
"Speaking of which, who is the other person with you?"
He looked at Herta. "You've been protecting her this whole time."
"She's my lover?"
Leon replied with an uncertain tone.
"A fine young lady."
Akivili expressed His praise.
"I don't have anything good to give to you, my Navigator."
Akivili thought for a moment.
"But since we could meet here, it must be destiny."
After saying this, He took off the ticket that belonged uniquely to Himself and handed it to Leon.
"Just take it as a souvenir."
Leon looked at Him, didn't say anything, and stepped forward to accept it.
After taking it, he pinned this ticket onto his collar as well, placing it on the left and Aha's on the right, the two corresponding to one another.
"Have a safe journey."
Akivili raised His hand, bidding him farewell.
Leon nodded, then walked back to Herta's side.
"Resolved?"
"Yeah. How come you're so calm now?"
Leon looked at her. She was surprisingly calm facing so many Aeons at this moment.
"I've always been composed and level-headed."
Herta crossed her arms. "With you here, shouldn't I be calm?"
She had been protected by him all along, and even more so now.
With him around, which of the Aeons present could possibly pose a threat to her?
"Right now, I am number one in this world."
Leon chuckled, reaching his hand out to her.
"Let's go, time to head back and resolve everything."
Herta took his hand and smiled brightly.
"Of course. We don't have a concept of failure!"
Tayzzyronth had been completely dealt with; all that was left was to end the God War.
Leon held her hand, then turned back and shouted to Akivili:
"Aha might secretly create a new alt account later to infiltrate the train, with the goal of blowing it up! Great Senior, You better watch out!"
After speaking, the flames of Causality rose on his body.
Using their joined hands as a medium, the flames of Causality also enveloped Herta, wrapping around them both. Time travel activated, and the two returned to their original timeline.
There was no longer any need to borrow the powers of Terminus and Mythus.
The current Leon could traverse back and forth through Causality relying entirely on his own power!
"Quack! You ruined My good deed!"
Aha immediately started cursing.
Akivili remained silent, merely staring at Him.
As if saying, you [Trailblaze profanity] really want to blow up the train!
"Can You actually believe this nonsense?"
Aha feigned innocence.
"Akivili, You are My dearest friend and brother, and the Astral Express is like a home to Me! We're a loving family, don't You get it?"
"Would I blow up the train? Isn't that bullshit!"
Akivili still just looked at Him, speechless.
"Akivili, You and I have known each other for so many years, do You still not trust Me?"
"I trust my Navigator."
Present world, Pier Point, Swarm Disaster.
"The collective wailing of the Swarm"
Just as the allied forces were locked in a bitter struggle, for some unknown reason, the Swarm they were facing suddenly let out a tragic scream. This happened to both ordinary bugs and True Stings alike.
The Heavenly Generals had been deadlocked with the True Stings.
But mid-fight, the enemies inexplicably began to convulse, followed by a whimper akin to taking their last breath.
Then, the True Stings simply vanished.
Yes, vanished, completely evaporating out of thin air as if erased from the world!
"What's going on?"
Yao Guang's heart sank, terrified that another unexpected variable had arisen.
She scanned her surroundings and found that it wasn't just on her end; the Swarm everywhere else had also inexplicably disappeared.
What exactly was happening here?
How could the Swarm just suddenly vanish? What had occurred?
"It seems our Heavenly General Leon did not disappoint everyone!"
Jing Yuan didn't overthink it. Any anomalies were best attributed to Leon anyway.
It helped boost morale.
Jing Yuan's words snapped Yao Guang back to reality.
Right, there was still Leon. Wasn't he off doing exactly this?
Now that The Propagation had suddenly vanished, it absolutely had to be tied to him!
He must have done something in the past!
"Hahaha! Heavenly General Leon did it! He did it! We won! We won!"
Seeing this, some Cloud Knights immediately shouted loudly, and the allied forces were highly invigorated by this cry!
"Excellent! What an incredible junior!"
Dongfang Qixing, who was facing off against Quietus, also sensed something and couldn't help but laugh out loud, continuously praising this youngster.
Truly, heroes emerge from the youth since ancient times!
The problem that their predecessors failed to solve over so many Amber Eras was resolved by Leon alone. Amazing, one had to admire the sheer badassery of this junior!
"Everyone, since The Propagation has already been resolved by General Leon alone, we cannot lose face for him either! Do not let The Destruction treat us as a joke!"
Seeing this, Yao Guang capitalized on the soaring morale and shouted, shifting her gaze to the Lord Ravagers present.
The True Stings had all disappeared.
This also meant their only remaining enemy was The Destruction, the faction that had suddenly crashed the party!
Because The Propagation had perished.
The Emanators were suddenly freed up, and the tides of battle truly began to reverse at this moment!
Phainon, Acheron, Dongfang Qixing, plus the six Heavenly Generals—they had a total of nine Emanators on their side, while the enemy only had four Lord Ravagers!
It was now nine against four; the advantage was entirely theirs!
"You've lost."
Phainon spoke coldly to Celenova, "If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave once he gets back."
If you have the guts, try staying!
Wait until Leon returns and rewards each of you with an arrow; let's see if you ever dare to act tough again!
Just kidding. The Hunt's single-target lock-on was incredibly precise. Even if they fled, they couldn't escape death!
"It is indeed surprising that he could push things to this extent."
To be honest, Celenova truly hadn't expected Leon to achieve this.
She didn't expect him to actually terminate The Propagation.
"But the end of all people will only be The Destruction."
Celenova's voice was calm.
"I am no exception, and neither is he."
"Everyone's destination is equal, and that is to throw themselves into the embrace of The Destruction."
She spoke like this, her words indicating she had absolutely no intention of backing down.
"Stop joking around here!"
Phainon snorted coldly, tightly gripping Invading Dawn, preparing to strike—
But suddenly, a loud crack rang out!
The subspace that had been patched up by Qlipoth cracked open once more! This time, it wasn't just a simple tear; it was completely shattered!
The sky suddenly darkened, turning pitch-black!
Within the ruptured subspace, a "Person" entirely enveloped in golden flames appeared before their eyes—it was The Destruction Aeon, Nanook!
"No one can escape the destiny of The Destruction."
Coupled with Celenova's words, the scene before them brought an immediate, overwhelming pressure as if a crushing tide was imminent!
In the next moment, Lan and Qlipoth simultaneously flashed out from the subspace, launching a coordinated attack against Nanook!
Rumble!!!
Nanook raised His hands.
In the void, two giant hands formed of golden flames rose up, steadily catching the incoming hammer and arrow, resisting two Aeons entirely on His own!
The shockwaves generated from the collision of the three, the sheer magnitude of the impact, made it incredibly difficult even for the Emanators present to withstand, let alone the allied troops!
The Heavenly Generals unleashed their Spirits at full firepower, while Acheron, Dongfang Qixing, and Phainon all shifted their targets, stepping in to shoulder a massive amount of the pressure for the alliance!
If not for the timely protection of these Emanators, the allied forces would likely have suffered heavy casualties from the shockwaves alone, or perhaps even faced total annihilation!
We're done for... We're completely done for...
Jing Yuan felt a grim premonition. The Lightning Lord behind him was riddled with missing chunks here and there, battered completely out of shape by the aftermath of this clash.
It wasn't just him; practically every Emanator present was in the same state. Not a single one was intact; they had nearly spent half their lives just blocking this single shockwave.
Having already been drained significantly by the True Stings earlier, pulling such a life-risking stunt meant their remaining combat capability was practically zero.
'Heavenly General Leon, where are you?!'
If Leon didn't come back now, with the Emanators' combat power effectively crippled, the entire army would genuinely have nothing left to do but await death.
Logically speaking, after Tayzzyronth's death,
The balanced situation among the four Aeons had been broken, and it should have been Lan and Qlipoth's turn to team up and fight Nanook together.
Two on one, two Aeons against one. Normally, no matter how they fought, they should have had the upper hand. Yet the current situation was completely reversed—
Nanook seemed to possess some sort of massive buff while in this state of being entirely ablaze.
Facing the two Aeons, Qlipoth and Lan, alone, He not only didn't fall to a disadvantage but firmly held the upper hand!
Nanook exerted force!
In the next second, those two massive golden flame hands that caught the hammer and arrow directly repelled Lan and Qlipoth with overwhelming power!
The repelled Aeons quickly stabilized Their stances.
Lan and Qlipoth looked at Nanook, a solemn atmosphere faintly emanating around Them.
As fellow Aeons, They naturally knew what was happening with Nanook right now.
He was burning out.
More accurately, He was burning His Path.
Yes, Nanook had chosen to "Destroy" His own Path, forcibly pushing Himself to the end of the Path to borrow astronomical power in advance.
But this came at a price.
If He didn't completely "Destroy" everything today, then even if Nanook didn't die, He and His Path would have to fall into dormancy for a considerable period.
Burning jade and stone alike; better to be a shattered vessel of jade than an unbroken piece of pottery!
Suddenly, a streak of golden light pierced through the pitch-black sky!
Everyone present who witnessed this scene—
Involuntarily thought of the story collection penned by Adrian Spencer Smith, the first winner of the Phantom Moon Game, using the authority of the 'One-Minute Aeon'.
"Prophecies of the Starry Sky"
But that light began to burn, piercing the clouds,
Turning into golden death!
From the heavens, a meteor entirely enveloped in the golden flames of The Destruction, radiating the power of increasing entropy, emerged like a sun covering the entire galaxy!
The high towers collapse, the people flee—
For the sun is about to fall, bringing vicious devastation!
Just the aura radiating from the meteor's surface was enough to severely injure all the Emanators present. The Pathstriders even had golden flames directly igniting upon their bodies!
"Ahhhhh!"
Countless people screamed miserably, their voices hoarse, their expressions contorted in extreme agony!
"Cough! Cough!"
Jing Yuan's lungs were painfully compressed. He felt a metallic taste in his throat, and in the next second, a mouthful of blood was inevitably coughed up!
"Cough! Cough!"
He leaned on his glaive, Stone-Fire Dreamwalker. His previously straight posture buckled under the increasing pressure, his spine bending uncontrollably until he was forced to one knee.
Jing Yuan began bleeding from all his orifices.
The blood wasn't red; it was a dazzling, radiant gold.
"Na! Nook!"
Phainon glared furiously!
He gnashed his teeth. Even forced to his knees, enduring immense pain, he kept his head held high, glaring fixedly at the Wounded God high in the heavens!
"Only those who act regardless of whether the omen is auspicious or dire... have the right to question the mandate of heaven..."
Yao Guang's face was deathly pale, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, murmuring to herself.
This was something Jingtian used to say frequently.
And Yao Guang had always acted upon it.
Regardless of whether the omen was auspicious or dire, she had thrown herself into the fray as a chess piece.
So, she truly wanted to ask this mandate of heaven right now: Was this truly the end of the galaxy?
If entropy increase was the irreversible law of the universe, and heat death the inescapable destiny of the material world.
Then why must life exist, and why must the galaxy struggle so bitterly?
Combustion, fusion, and then annihilation.
To welcome new life, one must first throw themselves into the end!
Only through The Destruction can one survive from the brink of death!
Acheron closed her eyes and sighed softly, seemingly ready to accept her fate.
"I told you earlier I can't carry this kind of match..."
Silver Wolf looked completely done for. Gazing at the falling meteor, the corner of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Damn it, tell me, how big of a cheat do you have to use to beat this broken garbage created by brain-dead devs randomly filling in stats with their feet?
Hackers can't compare to the accumulated sweat of a sports jock, let alone that this Nanook is a dark-skinned one.
"I hope he's okay."
Firefly didn't care about her own death; she only hoped that Leon, who had yet to return, would somehow survive this calamity.
Robin knelt on the ground, pressing her clasped hands to her forehead, praying with utmost devotion, praying that Xipe would appear to save everyone from this peril.
But there was no response.
An atmosphere of despair instantly pervaded.
Thump, thump. As the meteor drew closer, more and more soldiers collapsed, their eyes rolling back, the swelling golden flames threatening to swallow them whole.
Lan and Qlipoth wanted to intervene, but They were directly blocked by Nanook's true body. Unable to advance an inch, They lacked the power even if They had the will.
With both Aeons occupied,
If one asked who possessed the capability and the willingness to step forward and resolve this crisis of The Destruction—
Only one person could do it.
Leon, who had just terminated The Propagation!
The golden sun continued to plummet,
Looking as if it were about to cause widespread casualties—
A flicker of sky-clearing cyan flame suddenly appeared!
In the "Prophecies of the Starry Sky", the one following The Destruction was The Hunt.
The high towers collapse, the people flee—
For the sun is about to fall, bringing vicious devastation!
The suddenly springing cyan flames gradually molded into the tiny silhouette of a burning man.
But children on the ground, please do not panic—
Leon directly faced the falling golden sun.
The flames of The Hunt on his body crackled fiercely, not losing out to The Destruction in the slightest.
He raised his right hand.
A light arrow will arrive, purging the evil abomination!
He retracted his pinky, ring, and middle fingers, leaving only his index finger pointing straight ahead and his thumb pointing toward the sky.
Leon used his fingers as a gun and mimed a 'bang'!
In the next second, a bullet shaped like a light arrow shot from his fingertip. Unwavering, it struck the golden sun at point-blank range and pierced straight through to its tail!
Rumble!!!
The evil abomination was purged by a single strike from the arriving light arrow!
The meteor was pierced through, shattering apart with a loud bang!
After it shattered—
Those irregularly sized fragments of the sun, covered in the golden flames of The Destruction and preparing to scatter like a meteor shower, were entangled by the sudden burst of ghost fire!
Ultimately perishing due to the "Revenge" carried upon the ghost fire!
Backed by the sky full of gradually extinguishing ghost fire, Leon's figure from behind looked so grand and righteous that even Nanook paled far in comparison.
You must follow the tracks, paying homage to where the storm heads!
The one standing before you now is—
Bearing three myriad-year limit breaks, the starry sky's concentrated special attack against destruction, the savior of the galaxy, carrying massive pre-fetched debts from the future: the Aeon of The Hunt!
The "Hunt on Heaven's Behalf", Leon!
"Partner!"
Even though he was entirely engulfed in flames, Phainon still recognized his Navigator!
"You're back!"
He exclaimed subconsciously, wild with joy!
Hearing the voice, Leon turned his head slightly downwards and backward, nodding to them all with his side profile.
"You sure took your sweet time..."
Looking at that figure from behind, a strained smile appeared on Jing Yuan's mouth.
Acheron let out a sigh of relief, a smile involuntarily appearing on her face as well.
"But fortunately, he came after all."
His back was reflected in Yao Guang's eyes, shining brilliantly.
"Mr. Ranger..."
Robin showed joy on her face, yet also felt somewhat sorrowful.
In the end, did Xipe still choose to stand by and watch? Why? Shouldn't The Harmony assist the weak? Why was it still far inferior to The Hunt...
The Harmony absorbed The Order, meaning that law was also a part of Xipe. Yet in this world, there will always be justice that the law cannot bring.
The Hunt was responsible for that portion of justice.
Goodness and righteousness must be upheld through individual actions; this was the tenet of The Hunt. When the law cannot deliver justice, private vengeance is justified and even noble.
"General Leon! Look! General Leon is back!"
Many in the allied forces who still retained consciousness immediately began to shout and cheer upon seeing the figure confronting Nanook high in the sky!
"General Leon is back! General Leon is back! We're saved! We're saved!"
With Leon here, the clear skies had returned!
Leon retracted his gaze and looked at Nanook again.
"Long time no see."
His features revealed amidst the flames were calm.
Nanook looked down at him, looked down at this ant He could have easily crushed to death not long ago.
Clearly, when Nanook looked down at Leon previously, He carried the absolute power of life and death of a superior over an inferior. Yet now, as He looked down at Leon, that oppressive might was completely gone.
Because the Ranger before Him now stood on equal footing.
"Did You know?"
Leon spoke softly, "I'm actually quite angry right now."
The moment he returned to the present world, he sharply sensed that the two rings on his pinky fingers had suddenly developed tiny cracks.
He knew what this meant: Cyrene was in danger.
"So—"
Although his intuition had already given him the answer, to verify the suspicion in his heart, Leon had just tried to find Cyrene in the crowd. Unsurprisingly, he couldn't find her at the scene.
And March 7th.
She was also clearly in trouble, and the problem wasn't a small one.
He was very angry.
If he couldn't even achieve the things he wanted to do, and couldn't protect the people he was supposed to keep safe, then wouldn't his insanely high stats and strength become a joke?
Leon was about to breathe out.
"You either scram right now, or I'll make You stay here forever."
He still had things to do and needed to finish this quickly.
Nanook didn't answer; His indifferent gaze fully displayed His arrogance.
"Then—"
The flames on Leon's body fluttered with the wind.
"Bring it on!"
With that, the two Aeons moved simultaneously!
Afterimages imperceptible to the naked eye flashed by. One cyan, one golden flame; Leon and Nanook exchanged tens of thousands of blows within a single second!
Within that second, they fought from Pier Point to every corner of the galaxy, leaving traces of their clashes in every place they passed!
And within that same second, they fought their way back to Pier Point!
After the exchange ended, the two maintained an appropriate distance.
Leon had a few more injuries on his body, the cyan flames slightly polluted by the golden flames.
But the injuries Nanook suffered were far greater than his. Nearly every part of His body bore fresh wounds left by The Hunt.
"Anyone who calls The Hunt a stat-check Path from now on will catch me cursing them out."
Leon looked at his right arm, which was currently transmitting waves of burning pain.
The Fleeting Steed and The Immortal's End.
He had never turned off these two skills of The Hunt. Being completely enveloped by flames meant he was constantly pre-fetching the future.
Thanks to this, he had pre-fetched Nanook's next attack moves.
It was precisely because of the help of this future sight that he was able to trade minor injuries for major injuries on Nanook.
But Nanook was also ridiculously broken.
In this state, Leon possessed a sort of intangibility feature: anyone not on the same timeline could absolutely not harm him.
Pre-fetching the future meant his consciousness was in the future.
While Nanook was in the past.
Logically speaking, unless Nanook launched an attack synchronously with His future self at the exact moment Leon foresaw the future, rather than being a second late.
Unless He could do that.
Otherwise, no matter how Nanook attacked, He shouldn't be able to hurt him.
But in the end, Leon still let Nanook hurt him.
There wasn't any particularly complex reason for it; it was purely caused by Nanook's sheer brute force defying logic.
It could only be said that the authority of The Destruction was simply too terrifying.
His destructive effect on Paths could not be underestimated; even the current Leon couldn't completely ignore it.
Isn't this broken?
A bunch of people always say The Hunt is overpowered, where is it overpowered?
The Destruction is the real stat monster, their The Hunt is an underpowered character that requires mechanics!
Leon was wondering whether he should actually breathe out.
Although he couldn't decide the victor too quickly, if they kept fighting a battle of attrition, the winner would definitely be him.
Nanook's realm, forcibly gained by burning His limits, was too flimsy, unlike his own, which he had solidly ascended to through sweat and hard work.
Burning a Path has its limitations.
Using His burned Path as collateral, what Nanook had taken out on loan was the ability to 'Destroy' everything here today.
If He succeeded, then this power would not only become permanent instead of temporary, but Nanook and His The Destruction could directly become Terminus in one fell swoop.
If He failed, then it would be fast-forwarding to the 'price of trying to rival the heavens is being shattered to pieces'.
Undoubtedly, Nanook was already teetering on the edge of failure, which could be seen from His power beginning to decay and weaken.
He hadn't even destroyed a single Aeon yet.
With absolutely no credit score left, who would be willing to lend to Him anymore?
Besides, if a real fight broke out, did you think Lan and Qlipoth were just decorative pieces?
Heh, your big bro Leon just dueled Nanook for a few rounds to toy with Him.
In a moment, a righteous group beatdown would commence.
Three against one, the advantage was his. No matter how they fought, they would win.
But the main problem right now was that Leon needed to finish this quickly.
Who had the time to waste on a dark-skinned sports jock? He definitely needed to prioritize pink-haired magical girls.
Leon's absolute limit right now was killing two Aeons.
One with his superpower, one relying on his own raw strength.
The difficulty Cyrene, March 7th, and Demiurge were facing on their end should be Oroboros.
Oroboros was definitely weaker than Nanook.
This meant his own strength was entirely sufficient, and it wouldn't be a situation where he couldn't finish the battle quickly like against Nanook.
In that case, it seemed he really should breathe out at Nanook. He truly found Him a bit of an eyesore.
Leon retracted his thoughts, finally deciding the distribution of death methods for the two Aeons.
Since it was decided, then he would act upon it.
If not breathe out now, then when?
Just as Leon was about to open his mouth—
"Yo, little Leon, look at you moving up in the world, actually becoming an Aeon."
A smiling Aha arrived fashionably late.
"I'm not seeing things, am I? It's actually The Hunt!"
Realizing this, Aha was momentarily stunned.
"Two Aeons of The Hunt! There are actually two Aeons of The Hunt at the scene!"
An Aeon of The Hunt from the present, and an Aeon of The Hunt from the future; the two individuals were such a paradox, yet coexisted with a subtle rationality.
The members of the Xianzhou Alliance were all shocked upon hearing these words.
They only knew that Leon had become stronger after returning, strong enough to contend with Aeons.
But they had absolutely no idea what he relied on to become so strong.
To think he actually became an Aeon of The Hunt!
No wonder they had vaguely felt that the aura emanating from Leon and Lan was so similar.
Because Leon was far stronger than Lan, and combined with the fact that there were still some differences from Lan.
It led them to not consider that possibility.
So they truly originated from the same lineage!
Leon is badass! Their The Hunt truly made it big time!
"Hahaha, to think that Aha would actually live to see the day two Aeons of The Hunt share the same frame. Truly, live long enough and you'll see everything!"
Aha looked at Leon from left to right, up and down, sizing him up with a curious gaze.
"What are You doing here now? This doesn't concern You anymore."
Aha was half-dead earlier, effectively dead.
Before Leon arrived, perhaps there was still a role for Him, but now that he was here, He was unneeded.
"I'm here to help you, of course!"
"I didn't expect you to actually pull it off. Not bad, not bad. But I can't break My end of the promise either, can I?"
Aha laughed playfully, both surprised and unsurprised that Leon had resolved The Propagation.
"I'll help you hold off Nanook; you should hurry and save those girls of yours."
Aha's character was indeed quite poor.
But since He went under the identity of a Nameless and had promised the Conductor, He naturally had to keep His word. He promised that once Leon returned, He would resolve this war for him directly—
He would resolve it for him directly!
"I advise you not to delay too long; the current situation of those girls isn't exactly good."
Aha said cheerfully.
"And You didn't think to protect them for me?"
Leon glanced at Him.
"You didn't think going to help me protect them would be more useful than popping out now to steal my kill?"
No joke, if Aha had truly helped Leon keep the three Immaculatus completely safe,
Then he might have actually been grateful to Him.
But popping out just as he was about to one-shot Nanook.
Leon could only say: You're stealing my freaking kill!
"It'd take a whole lot of effort for Me to get in there."
To this, Aha had His own reasons.
"It still has to be you who goes yourself."
"You going there is smooth and unhindered; Aha doing it won't work."
"Besides, compared to Aha, that guy Fuli would definitely be happier to see you."
This kind of job had to be done by Leon himself; Aha couldn't proxy it for him.
py: After staying up all night grinding through the third playthrough of "Magical Girl's Witch Trial", Makino unfortunately died of sudden cardiac arrest.
After waking up, he found himself surrounded by a circle of young girls, and in the distance, there was a talking owl.
Makino: "It can't be... Did I just transmigrate like this?"
Good news: He was very familiar with the plot and knew who the traitor was.
Bad news: This was a werewolf game where everyone was an absolute psycho.
Even worse news: He was the only male in the entire venue, making him incredibly conspicuous.
Makino: "Is it really appropriate for me to be a witch?"
Just as he was thinking about how to survive in this werewolf game, the system came online!
[Ciallo~★ System activated!]
[Please select a capture target from the beautiful girls (witches) present and achieve the ultimate Happy Ending!]
Looking at the "Doom-shroom" Nikaido Shiro holding a fire poker in front of him, along with a group of psycho girls ready to turn dark at any moment.
Makino fell into deep thought: You want me to play a dating sim with them?
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