If we let it keep devouring like this, before tonight's over, the entire Empire will be gone," Constantine spoke while releasing a powerful dragon flame at the monster below.
However, the dragon flame was extinguished within countless black tentacles.
The next moment, the body of the Primordial Nightmare suddenly expanded a bit.
At the same time, its rough black skin gradually transformed into a deep red color. Then, from the surface of that black mass, a high-intensity fireball was suddenly released.
Luckily, its attack speed was very slow, so Leon and the others in the air easily dodged it.
"Magical attacks will also be devoured by it, then counterattacked back."
Claudia said, "In other words, we can't use any moves containing magical energy to attack it. That will only make it stronger."
"Then what about Primordial Power?", Rossweise asked.
"Probably not either. Inside this monster's body are still the Blade Trio, so it likely has resistance and absorption ability toward Primordial Power as well."
Magic attacks are ineffective, Primordial Power is ineffective.
For a moment, it seemed like a dead end.
After a short silence, Leon suddenly spoke, "I still have a way. This really is my final move."
The three Dragon Kings looked at him simultaneously.
"You're not talking about..."
"That's right. Since no magical attacks work, then we can only try the most primitive form of physical combat."
Leon looked toward Constantine. "This move was originally saved for you, Constantine."
Old Con was stunned, "Saved for me?"
"Yeah."
Leon withdrew his gaze and looked at the monster below, still devouring buildings and streets, "But now the situation is urgent. I can only reveal the surprise early."
"Rossweise, drop me down, then take Rebecca and the others to a safe place. Just leave me here alone."
The queen frowned slightly, "You want to play hero again."
"No, it's not about playing hero. If you stay here, I won't be able to perform properly."
Rossweise still glared at him.
After locking eyes with his wife for a few seconds, Leon quickly gave in.
"Alright, there may be a tiny bit of personal heroism. But don't worry, I'll be fine. Trust me."
"Leave it to me" and "I'll be fine" were always Leon's words to reassure those around him when the battle situation was critical.
Even though this idiot was childish and dramatic, and loved to play hero. But every time he said "Trust me," no one would hesitate or argue anymore.
"You must be safe, Leon."
"Mm, our daughters are still waiting for us to come home."
Rossweise nodded, slowly descended, and placed Leon on an open street space. Then she evacuated with Rebecca and the others to a safe area.
They landed on a tall building, a certain distance away from Leon's battlefield. The Primordial Nightmare's tentacles couldn't reach here for now.
Claudia slowly walked to the edge of the tall building and looked toward the battle-filled upper city.
"He's going to use the Nine Gates Hell, right?"
"Mm."
"All nine gates open?"
"Yes."
"But he's not a dragon. He doesn't have the Heart Protecting Dragon Scale. If he forcibly opens the ninth gate, the strong energy backlash will destroy his heart instantly."
The [Nine Gates Hell] ancient text was compiled by Claudia and then handed to Leon by her master, so she was very clear on the consequences of opening the ninth gate.
Even Claudia, who possessed the Heart-Protecting Dragon Scale, had only stopped at the eighth gate.
Opening the ninth gate not only required effort, but talent was even more important.
"Heart-Protecting Dragon Scale, huh..."
Silver threads gently brushed the beauty's cheek. She looked at that black figure, and the corners of her mouth unknowingly curled up slightly.
"He has it."
"What—"
After a moment of shock, Claudia immediately understood, "So back then, he also survived because of your Heart-Protecting Dragon Scale."
"That's right... So, he'll win. He'll definitely win."
Claudia let out a light sigh, as if she remembered her own love-struck younger sister.
But now was not the time for emotion.
She turned her gaze toward the battlefield. Leon was already progressively opening the Nine Gates Hell.
"Blood Boil, Bone Rush, Divine Speed, Star Flow, Sun Chase."
"From the second gate to the sixth gate, these five moves can all greatly enhance the user's physical abilities and perform corresponding attack techniques."
"But the seventh and eighth gates are not used for attack."
"Seventh Gate: Dusk's Shelter. Eighth Gate: Rebirth Glow. The former is for defense, the latter for rapidly healing the user's bodily damage."
"These two moves are all preparing for the ninth gate."
"Because after opening the ninth gate, the energy will backlash on the user's own body, so Dusk's Shelter and Rebirth Glow are needed to ease it slightly."
"But even so, nearly all practitioners only stop at the eighth gate."
"Whether limited by talent, or unwilling to gamble on that life-risking strike."
"And Leon, who's not of my dragon clan, actually dares to open the ninth gate? Truly admirable."
Claudia slowly exhaled, gazing at Leon, who was about to unleash the ninth gate, and continued, "The last page of [Nine Gates Hell] says this:"
In the distant battlefield, that man stood tall like an immovable guardian king.
"After crossing the Nine Layers of Hell, all returns to zero, and Heaven lies within reach—"
Red steam slowly rose from beneath his skin. What flowed in his blood vessels seemed no longer blood, but lava so deep red it was clearly visible.
And lightning seemed like his old friend, still accompanying him even at this moment.
"When dusk fades, and glow perishes—"
He slightly lowered his body, like a lion preparing to pounce.
The Primordial Nightmare instantly felt the powerful force surging from Leon, and immediately swung out tentacles that covered the sky toward him.
Leon was also waiting for this moment.
He stomped his right foot on the ground, burst forward, and the surging power spread throughout his body. The overwhelming battle will seemed like it would crush everything.
"The deep night is his only armor—"
The blood-red steam turned into a mighty lion, charging at the terrifying monster.
"So, the Ninth Gate of the Nine Hells, this move is named—"
The roaring lion shook the heavens.
"Night Armor!"
All the techniques of the Nine Gates Hell are physical combat techniques used to strike the enemy. The ninth gate is naturally no exception.
Judging by the movement, "Night Armor" is just the most ordinary flying kick.
But the disruptive power contained within absolutely surpassed everyone's understanding.
Even Claudia, who compiled the [Nine Gates Hell] ancient text, was witnessing someone actually using "Night Armor" for the first time in her life.
That dazzling red lion charged toward the Primordial Nightmare with unstoppable momentum.
The blood-red steam filled the air like a shortcut to hell.
Everyone was watching this final blow through recording stones.
At this moment, what Leon carried was not just the expectations of the Lionheart Society, but the hopes of all citizens of the empire.
So he had to win, he must win.
The violent energy surged through Leon's limbs and bones. All his meridians and bones sent out crushing pain.
Especially his heart.
If not for Rossweise's Heart-Protecting Dragon Scale, Leon would've already collapsed on the road.
Just before unleashing "Night Armor," the silver dragon scale on Leon's chest emitted the brightest light.
That gentle glow reflected Leon's resolute face, as if its original owner was right there with him.
The power rippled outward. The powerful shockwave lifted the bangs on Leon's forehead. In a flash, a touch of relief and tenderness flashed through his cold eyes.
"Thank you, Rossweise."
The deep red lion pierced through the nightmare. In an instant, countless wailing souls echoed throughout the empire.
Centered on the upper city, the explosion's shockwaves kept spreading outward.
The firelight illuminated the night as if the sun had risen early.
In the distance, Constantine squinted slightly, staring at the devastated battlefield,
"So this is the power of the Ninth Gate..."
Upon hearing that, Claudia seemed to remember something. She turned to look at Constantine beside her and seriously reminded him, "Didn't he say this move was originally meant for you?"
Old Con: "?"
"Then I suggest you reconsider your relationship with him," The beautiful woman also had a scheming heart.
Constantine snorted coldly and flicked his sleeve, "Just a physical technique with backlash, not worth fearing."
Being stubborn was always the Dragon Kings' style.
Claudia smiled without speaking.
"Leon!", After Night Armor ended, Rossweise immediately spread her dragon wings and flew to the battlefield.
Claudia also turned into dragon form and flew over with Rebecca, Martin, and Nacho.
Once again, leaving Constantine standing alone, messed up in the wind.
"...I hate the empire," At this moment, Old Con was once again jogging on his way.
[T/N: Due to my end sem exams there will be 1 Chap/Day for a few days and we will be back to 2 Chaps soon. Sorry for the inconvenience and have a great read~]
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