Chapter 292: C283
Looking down at the girls who had picked up their weapons and examined them, Yelena and Melina stood on either side of Leon, smiling.
As former Black Widows, they naturally empathized with this group of girls, all of whom had endured harsh and painful pasts. For Yelena and Melina, their own pasts had once seemed like nothing more than a desperate struggle for survival. They had lost their childhoods, but in exchange, they had stepped into a larger world.
Both of them understood what lay ahead.
The girls before them were no longer ordinary. After experiencing their transformation, they would embark on a path that led far beyond the limits of normal human existence. Their potential would allow them to reach heights that even the world's most powerful elites and billionaires could only dream of—strength beyond disease, beyond frailty, beyond mortality.
Just as Leon had said, they would likely die one day on a battlefield. But such a death would be an honor.
They would have lived extraordinary lives, filled with passion and purpose, witnessing a world that ordinary people could never see. That alone was magnificent. And in the future, their names would be remembered, forever engraved in the hearts of every soldier who followed Leon.
Most importantly, their futures might become even grander as Leon himself continued to grow.
Yelena and Melina had never once believed that what they saw of Leon now was his limit. In fact, no one truly knew where his limits lay. As two of the closest members of Leon's family, they had insight into some of his plans. Even if they didn't know all the details, they were smart enough to guess.
After all, Leon's every move over the years—from his growing influence to forging alliances with Asgard—had never been without purpose.
If he had no ambition, neither Yelena nor Melina would believe it.
At his level, Earth alone could no longer contain his aspirations.