Chapter 254 254: Ha!
"Can you win?" Leon asked.
"Who are you looking down on?" Aha chuckled a few times, signaling 'what do you mean by that'.
"Heh, I can suppress this madman and beat Him!" A mere child like Nanook; even if Aha holds back thirty percent of His strength, He will still win steadily!
Nanook: Why not ask if that Aeon of The Elation fears Me?
"Then I hope that when I return..." Leon glanced at Him, "You better have really resolved it."
Otherwise, it would be his turn to steal the kill.
After saying that, he cast his gaze downward.
Down there were the sick, weak, and disabled; a great battle had caused them all heavy losses.
Thus, Leon raised his hand.
The Heavenly Generals, Acheron, Phainon, and the Golden Progeny saw this.
Seemingly understanding his intention, they also raised their hands.
Smack, smack, smack, smack—
In the next second, only a trail of flames was left at Leon's location. He flashed in front of them, using his right palm covered in flames to high-five every single companion!
The power of The Abundance manifested on them, beginning to heal those heavily wounded injuries!
Sky-clearing cyan flames ignited on everyone, removing the harm left behind by The Destruction.
Under Leon's intentional actions, the severe injuries suffered by the majority of the allied forces were directly fixed.
They only needed to recuperate for a period after the war.
Although he was clearly an Aeon of The Hunt yet used the power of The Abundance, which made people really want to complain.
After finishing everything, Leon disappeared.
He still had things to do, and people to save.
Only by settling everything could it be considered a complete end.
...
Memory Zone. The formless crown prince and the thirster of worlds.
The victor between the two Aeons, Fuli and Oroboros, had just formally been decided.
The former... suffered a complete defeat.
Overwhelmed, Fuli fell towards the depths of the Memory Zone.
That massive ice crystal body cracked open, turning into four fragments plummeting downwards.
—It was the four Immaculatus.
And Oroboros seemed to feel hungry after tangling with Fuli for so long.
Thus, He cast His gaze towards those four Immaculatus who were plummeting towards the deep sea at the very bottom of the Memory Zone, opening His bloody maw at them.
A suction force akin to a black hole quietly protruded from within.
'Is this the end?'
The plummeting Evernight felt her consciousness growing hazy, her eyelids extremely heavy.
In her blurry vision, Oroboros was currently opening that gluttonous giant mouth towards them.
Undoubtedly, death was close at hand.
Evernight, oh Evernight.
She turned her head, looking at the unconscious March 7th beside her.
What should you say at a time like this?
Evernight struggled to reach out her hand, using the last of her strength to grab March 7th's wrist.
She pulled strenuously, hugging March 7th tightly in her arms.
I'm sorry, March, I'm sorry...
Evernight hugged March 7th, seemingly holding endless apologies.
Blame me, blame me for giving a rotten idea on a momentary whim...
In the end, what does the survival of the galaxy have to do with us? Whoever wants to care can go care...
Blame Cyrene, it's all her fault for not rejecting this idea.
Why did I trust him so much? Two Immaculatus shouldn't have come into contact from the very beginning...
Blame Fuli, it's all His fault for giving you this broken destiny.
If only you were an ordinary girl, I just want you to live safely and peacefully...
Blame Leon, it's all my fault for entrusting you to him.
It's my fault, I chose the wrong person from the very beginning...
It's all his fault, he is the beginning of everything.
Blame him for not accompanying you to the end, blame him for insisting on bringing Cyrene onto the train.
He clearly knew the uniqueness of the Immaculatus...
I also blame myself for actually thinking he would be a good destination!
Evernight currently had countless words she wanted to use to hurl abuses at Leon.
It's all his fault, damn it!
She bit her lip tightly, her heart a tangled mix of emotions.
In the end, thousands of words only converged into one sentence—
He isn't here...
Evernight's lifeless pupils were covered by a mist of tears.
She couldn't say those vicious words.
She didn't want to regret, didn't want him to bring regret to her.
Leon, oh Leon, I hate you—
Didn't you say you could protect everything no matter what? Where are you?
How do you count as a man of your word!
You bastard who doesn't keep his word, I will never forgive you in my entire life!
Evernight gritted her teeth, hugging March 7th a little tighter.
March, I'm sorry...
You should have had a better tomorrow...
She closed her eyes, waiting for her own end.
"Goodbye."
Evernight's lips quivered, spitting out that word in an imperceptible voice.
As if she was saying goodbye to March, to herself, to someone who wasn't present.
Evernight continued to plummet.
But in the next second, what greeted her wasn't the freezing Memory Sea.
Nor was it the belly of the ancient beast—
But a warm embrace.
Leon, who suddenly popped out from the void, caught the four of them, holding a pair in each arm.
"I'm sorry," he said earnestly to Evernight.
Hearing this familiar voice, she snapped her eyes open!
Although his entire body was covered in flames, the exposed eyes and brows couldn't deceive anyone.
Evernight looked at him, the expression on her face dumbfounded.
I'm sorry...
She couldn't help but be a bit stunned by these words.
This was the first time someone as arrogant as him had ever apologized to anyone.
"Idiot, you came too late!"
Evernight locked eyes with his lowered gaze, and tears could no longer be controlled as they poured from her eyes.
"Where did you run off to?"
Her voice choked up, as if the emotions she had forcibly propped up would completely collapse in the next second.
"Why did you come so slowly? Do you know that March almost died for you?"
As she spoke, Evernight suddenly burst into loud, wailing sobs.
The world suddenly extinguished at this moment.
"I'm here."
Leon's voice was very soft, "I've always been here."
He looked at Evernight, who was crying and pouring out her feelings like a child who had found someone to rely on.
Looking at the three sleeping girls in his arms.
In his heart, he had already greeted Oroboros's ancestors to the eighteenth generation.
At the same time, he had figured out where to bury Him after He died.
"Leon, don't let me regret this, I don't want to regret it."
Leon immediately promised upon hearing this, "You won't."
"I will resolve everything."
"I promise you, no matter what it is, even if it's an Aeon, I won't let them touch March 7th."
Leon knew Evernight lacked a sense of security.
"Thank goodness you came... Thank you... Thank you for actually coming in the end..."
He did what he said and returned safely, that was great.
He was here, he protected March 7th well, that was great.
He fulfilled his promise, that was great, really great.
Evernight had far too many things she wanted to say to him.
"Once everything is resolved, take us back together."
But... she would save it for later.
"We'll go back and continue our journey, and this time you will personally introduce me to everyone."
Hearing these words, Leon remained silent.
He didn't dare imagine exactly how much pressure Evernight had been under during this brief separation to cause this sudden, explosive outburst of emotion to be so intense.
Ouch, damn it.
This piece of trash Oroboros deserved to die even more, I elucidate His dreams!
"It's okay, we still have a long time." Leon's voice was gentle, "We can take everything slowly."
Evernight gave a soft 'mm', not saying anything else, just looking at him with a slight smile on the corners of her lips.
She was very foolishly beautiful.
For this outburst to be so fierce, it seemed she had indeed suppressed it for a long time.
Leon pondered this.
In the next second, he suddenly felt his hands lighten.
The four Immaculatus vanished without a reason.
And the weight they held upon them was completely taken over by Leon at this moment.
A moment later, a crown appeared on Leon's head.
The powers of The Remembrance and The Hunt began to merge.
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race.
I have kept the faith.
From now on, there is in store for me the crown of righteousness.
The heaviness brought by The Remembrance was completely received by Leon; he took over Fuli's position.
There are too many deafening silences in this world, and too much injustice covered by the veil.
Their voices are too weak, like the snow of early winter, melting before they can even condense.
You must roar on behalf of those mute throats, let the universe hear the voice of the dust.
Do not go gentle into that good night of silence.
If the mortal world loses its voice,
Then you must become their final throat—
"Silent Hunter."
He didn't utter a single word.
After taking over the position of The Remembrance.
Leon's head was suddenly filled with many 'memories'.
"So that's how it is..." he muttered to himself.
Among these 'memories', there was one thing that surprised him immensely; he finally knew the answer to the question that had troubled him for a long time.
—Just who was that Fuli who had stopped him and even tried to kill him in the past?
Leon obtained the answer at this moment.
The person who caused everything was not the 'Immaculatus' he had originally assumed.
Yes, that Fuli was not any of the Immaculatus.
That Fuli was Leon himself.
After re-ascending to this divine throne of The Remembrance, he knew the course of everything that had happened.
The Fuli who wanted to kill him was none other than himself.
To be precise, this Fuli was the version of himself who had failed to hunt down the authority of The Propagation.
The Amber Lord noticed his arrow and intervened to stop everything. Facing this situation, he used the superpower 'This is not the XX I like'.
This triggered a miracle that broke the deadlock, a miracle that turned him into the Fuli of the Swarm Disaster era.
The self who had become Fuli knew.
Wanting to destroy the authority of The Propagation, and knowing that the plan of a sneak attack with a hidden arrow wouldn't work, he intuitively set his sights on his newly acquired superpower.
After that, it was intercepting the arrow in the identity of Fuli, and going all out to kill himself.
The purpose was nothing else.
It was precisely to make him fulfill the conditions to use the superpower, and then use it to pre-fetch the future.
And the final result was Leon's current situation.
All of this was brought about single-handedly by himself.
After digesting all the information—
Leon looked up, gazing at Oroboros, whose abdomen he had casually pierced through on his way here just now.
In the next second, he instantly flashed in front of Oroboros.
He grabbed at His head through the void!
Memories, carried in the form of camera film, were directly pulled out by Leon just like that!
This was the ability of The Remembrance.
"I have to say, the purity is impeccable."
The extracted 'memories' are generally the crucial nodes of every point in time.
And Oroboros's nodes were just eating, eating in all kinds of ways.
Other than eating, there was nothing else.
As expected of a Path dominated by desire, just like The Propagation.
"Wiping this thing out doesn't feel like it'll be of any use."
Leon even felt that even if His sense of taste was removed, Oroboros would still randomly eat everything everywhere.
His hunger could probably never be satisfied; after all, only then could He be considered The Voracity.
Although he said that, the ghost fire still emerged.
Incinerating all of Oroboros's 'memories' into slag in one fell swoop.
Even if it's useless, burn it.
He couldn't let Oroboros gain any advantage.
"I'll give you one chance, bring out your full power," Leon said to Him. "Otherwise you won't have a second chance to bring it out."
Oroboros, who had frozen for a moment due to His 'memories' being burned, immediately took half a step back upon seeing Leon, quickly drawing distance from him.
The survival instinct carved into His bones made Him instantly extremely wary of the person before Him!
This guy is very dangerous!
One must know that beasts, when facing a counterpart far stronger than themselves, would often subconsciously retreat!
'I will die!' Oroboros's intuition sensed the killing intent.
He thought of what Leon had just said.
If He didn't use His full power this time, He would never have the chance to use it again.
The hatred radiating from him was never concealed, bare and straightforward.
Leon wanted to kill Him!
If He didn't defeat him, He couldn't continue living. The only ending awaiting Him would be death. Realizing this, Oroboros immediately brought out His fully concentrated state!
The survival instinct of beasts is very obvious.
Tayzzyronth and Oroboros were different from other Aeons; most other Aeons wouldn't fear death.
Even actively seeking death was normal.
Because among the eighteen Aeons, only these two weren't exactly particularly obvious philosophical concepts.
If scrutinized, there might be some, but not much.
The Propagation and The Voracity; these two Paths originated from the most basic desires.
Oroboros opened His lower body, which was hailed as a biological black hole. A massive suction force began to emerge from it, and a wormhole began to gather in the center of His mouthparts—
Watch Him outplay Leon!
But before He could even strike, His body surface suddenly cracked!
Like cracks appearing on porcelain, countless tiny fissures appeared on Oroboros's body, spreading in all directions!
In the next second, Oroboros's divine body shattered!
Under the sharp slashes of the dividing lines, He was turned into neat and uniform cubes.
"Stinky Medium Cup."
I lied to you. Since when was there a chance to use your full power?
Your Big Bro Leon was just joking around, teasing you.
"Oroboros, you and your Path make me find it laughable."
At the exact moment Oroboros fractured into cubes, the flames symbolizing revenge ignited on His body surface. This Aeon and His Path were perishing together.
Oroboros felt astounded.
His vitality was extremely strong, yet under this attack, He didn't even have a moment's chance to react and self-recover.
In the second following His astonishment, Oroboros only saw sky-clearing cyan flames ignite on His body, and deep within the fire, there were even blue-white ice crystals.
Then, He felt a wave of burning pain.
Immediately after, Oroboros lost His consciousness, and also lost His life.
Looking at Leon directly in front of Him, who was clearly so much shorter than Himself yet faced Him with an attitude of looking down from above, He felt absolute, crushing defeat.
"Goodbye," he said.
As his words fell, the flames on Oroboros surged massively once again, completely swallowing Him. The Voracity and The Propagation perished on the same day.
"Just one last one."
Once the last one was resolved, this God War would truly come to an end.
Nanook, I bring destruction to You!
...
Pier Point, the main battlefield of the God War.
This place had just welcomed a disaster, a disaster named the Swarm Disaster.
But now, the Swarm Disaster had been resolved by a single person.
Logically speaking, everything should have come to an end.
But The Destruction suddenly popped out, desiring to bring finality to the galaxy at this very moment.
"Hey, no, you mad dog, you've been biting for so long, how is your level of madness not diminished by even half a point?"
Qlipoth used The Preservation to create another space, excluding all entities other than the Aeons, avoiding the aftershocks from harming the innocent.
"Nanook, how about You leave right now?"
Aha's tone sounded like He was saying "Joker, go back to Gotham, Batman says he won't beat you up anymore."
"You leave now, and later when he comes back, I'll discuss it with him to not kill You."
Little Leon was still young, and came from a hard background, they had to wait for him.
"Don't blame Me for not warning You, otherwise later when it's four against one, You won't be able to leave even if You want to."
Aha laughed playfully.
Nanook did not speak.
The Path of The Destruction was decaying, weakening, and about to burn out to its very end.
The current Him, facing the encirclement of four Aeons.
Indeed, He no longer held the confidence to retreat unscathed.
Even considering Leon's status, perishing right here was not impossible.
But Nanook still did not retreat.
Compared to when He had just arrived, every part of His body now bore densely packed wounds.
Golden blood continuously seeped out.
Making people worry whether He would die from blood loss.
But even so, Nanook still stood firmly in front of the three Aeons.
Without wavering even a single step, open and aboveboard!
His intention was also very clear: there is only battle!
"Alright, alright, then it seems Aha should also bring out some real skills to stretch His muscles."
Aha's words still carried a playful tone.
The next moment, the face of His mask suddenly changed; it was a face laughing out loud!
The moment the mask swapped—
An incomparably pure 'Imaginary' energy rose from Aha's body. It was not the 'Imaginary' energy that had been filtered and differentiated by a Path.
But 'Imaginary' energy from the Origin!
'Imaginary' energy from the Imaginary Tree!
A myth circulated among the Masked Fools.
'When the Master of Elation climbed to the high branches of the Imaginary Tree, He glimpsed that the vacuum was cold and detestable, the stars operated mechanically, and the meaning of all things gave way to nothingness.
'He continued to gaze, until He witnessed a baby fall to the ground and cry as if having suffered all the grievances in the world, and could not help but burst into loud laughter. This cold, dead universe has echoed through the myriad worlds to this day.'
Many people thought this myth was fake, blindly fabricated by the Masked Fools. Those who were half-skeptical felt that a laughter tearing the universe apart was just some sort of metaphor.
How could laughter tear the universe apart?
But, undoubtedly, both of these were true.
This mask of Aha was named "Primal Laughter"!
It was precisely the best symbol of His climbing the "Imaginary Tree"!
"Tsk, having been looked down upon for so long, Aha actually still cares about face."
Leon's previous questioning was vivid in His mind.
Little Leon making it big was true, but he was still a junior.
If you wanted to ask who was truly badass, you still had to look at a veteran like Him!
To be fair and square, if Aha brought out this "Primal Laughter", even the current Leon wouldn't necessarily be able to gain any advantage against Him.
Don't be fooled by His usual playful demeanor.
Among the eighteen Aeons, whether it was the breadth of the Path of The Elation or Aha's raw strength, both ranked among the very top.
Nanook still did not speak.
This Aeon of The Destruction merely mobilized His half-dead Path.
He was determined to fight to the bitter end.
It was impossible for Nanook to retreat from the very beginning.
To Him, if He could welcome His own "Destruction" here today.
It wouldn't exactly be a bad ending.
Seeing this, Lan and Qlipoth simultaneously raised Their weapons.
Aiming Their targets at Nanook.
The two of Them weren't just here for the ride; right now, it was naturally a righteous three-on-one!
Golden flames surged, the bowstring was drawn full like a moon, and the heavy hammer was raised high.
Laughter continuously echoed within this space of The Preservation.
The four Aeons were all prepared to attack; a grand battle was on the verge of breaking out!
Aha, Lan, Qlipoth, Nanook; the figures of the four Aeons moved, charging towards each other with massive, momentum-filled attacks!
Just as the four Aeons were about to clash—
A gray figure, with His left and right hands tightly clasped together, bearing a striking resemblance in essence to Qlipoth's amber body, appeared out of thin air right in the dead center of the intersecting attacks!
The moment He appeared, He separated His tightly clasped hands!
Blocking The Preservation and The Hunt on the left, blocking The Destruction and The Elation on the right, directly and forcefully contending against four Aeons all by Himself!
He neutralized these four attacks, any one of which was enough to directly annihilate the galaxy, stepping into the fray Himself to mediate the dispute between the four Aeons!
It was HooH, the Aeon of The Equilibrium.
After neutralizing the four attacks, HooH's left and right hands exerted force simultaneously!
The four Aeons were all forced to retreat at the same time!
"Yoho, today sure is lively, to think even a guy like You came." Not a hint of annoyance from being obstructed could be heard in Aha's words.
Lan remained silent, His gaze fixed on HooH.
Since even The Equilibrium had taken the field, it meant this God War was likely going to conclude here.
Qlipoth didn't strike again either, merely waiting for HooH's next move.
Even Nanook quieted down, His gaze toward HooH surprisingly calm.
"Obscure and difficult-to-understand unknown ancient language"
HooH's separated hands clasped together tightly once more, formally beginning to mediate with the four Aeons.
The few Aeons could all understand His meaning.
In short.
He hoped this God War would stop here; the "Equilibrium" of the galaxy had already begun to lose its balance, and He could not allow the four to continue.
Enough Aeons had died today.
The balance had been broken; absolutely not another one could die.
Aeons were the entities that most affected the balance of the galaxy.
With eighteen Aeons, balance had to be maintained.
This could also be seen from the subtle even number, eighteen.
Whether there were too many still alive in the world, or too many who had died and fallen, neither was acceptable.
Oroboros and Tayzzyronth.
The Propagation and The Voracity; two Aeons had already died in this God War today.
Nanook and His The Destruction could not die again.
Or rather, none of the four Aeons present could afford to have anything happen to Them.
Otherwise, the balance that had been maintained all along would be broken.
"Oh?" Aha became interested upon hearing this.
"Are You saying that Oroboros is also dead?"
HooH did not speak, but to Them, this was tacit admission.
"Little Leon is quite capable, killing yet another one."
Aha suddenly found this amusing.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is this what the saying calls 'a new official takes office and sets three fires'?"
Saying this, Aha cast His gaze back to Nanook beside Him.
"A new official takes office and sets three fires; isn't he still missing one?"
The Propagation, The Voracity, plus The Destruction, wouldn't that directly complete the set?
Upon hearing this, HooH immediately displayed a show of force towards this Aeon of The Elation.
The underlying meaning was very clear.
Do not scheme against Nanook anymore, stop.
"What use is it for You to intimidate Aha?"
Aha chuckled a few times.
"This isn't up to Aha to decide."
He didn't think Leon was the kind of person who would let things go so easily.
If he decided to do something, he would definitely accomplish it; that was Leon.
"How about You talk to him later?"
Aha put away "Primal Laughter" and returned to His usual smiling mask.
And in the next second after Aha's words left His mouth, sky-clearing cyan ghost fire suddenly appeared out of thin air within this space!
"See? Speak of the devil, and here he comes."
After that display just now, everyone present knew whose entrance style this was.
"Didn't You say You could suppress Him and win?"
The ghost fire formed a familiar human shape, and Leon appeared.
"Didn't I run into a special situation?"
Aha giggled, "I was just about to get serious, but I was stopped by someone, what can I do?"
"Wait." Aha noticed that an extra ice crystal crown had appeared on Leon's head, like that of a supreme emperor. Anyone with a discerning eye knew which Aeon's item that was.
'We acknowledge it, you may step down.'
"That guy Fuli gave his position to you too?"
The other three Aeons also lowered Their gazes towards Leon.
How to put it, in Their eyes, the Aeon that Leon had become was very strange.
After becoming an Aeon presiding over a Path, all previous abilities would logically converge into one, returning to the Path they presided over.
Simply put, it was impossible to have the abilities of other Paths anymore.
Yet Leon was completely unaffected, still able to continue utilizing the abilities of other Paths.
He could even ascend to the divine throne of The Remembrance while already having taken over The Hunt.
It was very strange, as if he had become a fake Aeon.
But if he was a fake, yet he could currently suppress all of Them in a fight, and his strength was even more formidable than these real deals, then who exactly was the fake?
The Aeons were extremely puzzled.
Come to think of it, it might be his own sweat and hard work.
"Tell us something we don't know."
Leon chuckled, with a tone that said, 'My wife knitted this for me, do you have one?'
"Also, if you're a noob, just practice more. Think carefully about whether you've put in the sweat and hard work."
After bantering with Aha, he turned his head and looked at HooH.
"You want a truce?" Leon asked, looking at HooH.
HooH nodded—
But in the next second right after He nodded, an arrow formed of sky-clearing cyan flames flew straight towards His face!
HooH struck out, blocking it with relative ease.
"When Nanook was about to destroy the world just now, You were nowhere to be seen. Now You've come out to be a peacemaker; isn't this a bit too ridiculous?"
The previously surging flames on Leon's right index finger dwindled significantly in an instant. It was obvious that the arrow that had just shot toward HooH was his doing.
"Whoever has the bigger fist makes the rules."
Regarding HooH's plea for a truce, the meaning Leon expressed was very clear.
He disagreed.
"I am definitely killing Nanook today."
Leon looked at HooH, speaking word by word.
"If You want to stop me, You can, but do You want to compare and see whose power level is higher?"
Leon couldn't be bothered to curse.
Wasn't it ridiculous for HooH to pop out at this time and ask him to give Him face?
To be honest, if He had come out to mediate before Nanook tried to destroy the world, Leon might have actually given Him face considering The Equilibrium's stance.
After all, The Equilibrium had still made considerable contributions to the safety of this galaxy.
But for Leon to give HooH face now was impossible.
The stances of the Aeons naturally could not be defined by simple good or bad.
Just like Lan's salvation being undoubtedly the same as destruction.
Although HooH did good deeds, the bad deeds He did were equally numerous.
Having both, and maintaining balance, was the Way of Equilibrium.
There was only one singular truth in this galaxy, and that was whoever had the bigger fist was right.
When Leon was in a good mood, he could give HooH face.
But his mood wasn't very good right now, so he could only say they should just fight directly.
"Obscure and difficult-to-understand unknown ancient language"
HooH expressed incomprehension. It was obvious that stopping this God War now would be best for everyone.
"Can't understand it, what are You babbling about?"
In the next second, Leon had instantly flashed right in front of HooH.
"If You have something to say, tell it to my power level!"
A point-blank arrow shot out from Leon's fingertip!
The Hunt's speed was very fast, number one in the current world. No Aeon could compare, so to HooH, Leon's attack came quite unexpectedly!
Clang!
The arrow carrying the authority of "Revenge" hit HooH's body surface dead center, emitting the sound of clashing steel. Yet His divine body was like invulnerable armor, surprisingly not taking a single scratch.
"Is it a situation similar to The Order...?"
Seeing that his attack had no effect, Leon made his own deduction.
HooH's strength was clearly abnormal.
At such close range, even if that arrow just now didn't directly kill an Aeon, it could absolutely wound an enemy. How could HooH be completely unharmed?
Besides...
Leon carefully sensed it again.
He found that he indeed couldn't find any 'Causality' on HooH. What this meant went without saying: the two were entities of the same status.
Using the previous straightforward example.
This meant that HooH, just like Leon, was at the LV100 Aeon level.
"Is His self equivalent to 'Destiny'?"
The intuition of The Hunt was always accurate, often able to help Leon find the answer directly.
HooH of The Equilibrium, along with Ena of The Order, Long of The Permanence, and Oroboros of The Voracity, were collectively the most ancient Aeons.
A seniority even older than Qlipoth and Aha.
'I secretly took the golden weights, immensely pleased with the ripples I stirred up; He could always see through my trickery, and the stars returned the sliding weights to zero once more.'
In Adrian Spencer Smith's "Fables About the Stars", HooH was described like this.
The chain of cause and effect that mortals hang on their lips is merely a rough summary of the complex topology behind events.
HooH cuts apart concepts, dividing all things into mutually convertible binaries, even dissolving His own will into the veins of the universe's operational logic.
Eternally maintaining the balance and stability of all things in the world.
"So that's why He has such a terrifying buff?"
HooH being able to block Aha was problematic enough.
Logically speaking, it was absolutely impossible for Him to have such high combat power.
Leon thought.
Perhaps precisely because HooH had dissolved His self into the universe, His every move and action inherently represented the "Destiny" of this universe.
HooH never appeared lightly.
Every time HooH appeared, it meant that the balance He had been maintaining was broken.
And HooH, as the arbiter maintaining balance, naturally had the responsibility to restore balance to normal, so the Path of The Equilibrium would suddenly receive such a strong amplification.
Because balance was broken, HooH needed to restore it. And to restore balance, He needed to resolve the person breaking it. To resolve the person breaking it, He needed corresponding strength, otherwise it would just be empty talk.
This was a complete logical chain.
Simply put, whatever level the person breaking the balance was, HooH would be strengthened to that exact level.
And this time, the person who broke the balance by killing two Aeons in a row was Leon. His level was LV100, so the originally LV80 HooH would be forcefully elevated to LV100 due to Destiny.
A very perverted Path, with high restrictions as well.
However, it wasn't as if Leon didn't have a way to deal with it.
"My whole life has been like walking on thin ice."
In a situation where they were both LV100, Leon would indeed have a hard time deciding a victor against HooH.
But he was more than LV100, whereas HooH could only be forcefully elevated to LV100.
After all, he didn't just have The Hunt account on him; right now, he had also stacked Fuli. In a double Aeon account situation, the winner would only be him.
The superiority was instantly clear!
"All my life I haven't cultivated good karma, when I see someone I only hiss and never hide."
However, Leon couldn't be bothered to entangle with HooH; he hated 'objective centrists' and peacemakers the most.
"Hissing reveals the self, today I finally know I am me."
Leon possessed a complete 'Kitten Heart', but what he owned was a cowardly human body.
Cat Leon stepped forward once more, entangling with HooH using fists and kicks.
At the same time, he was charging up for a hiss.
"The first hiss, to myself!"
After saying this, Leon suddenly hissed at HooH in a stress-induced response.
"Never endure hardship, only play overpowered characters, until later discovering that the one who was strong all along was myself!"
Hissing seemed to carry a deterrence function. HooH froze for a brief second after being hissed at.
"The second hiss, to myself."
HooH didn't know why, but He actually felt an aura of lethal danger.
"Standing at the pinnacle means having to endure endless insults and slander!"
What... what is the meaning of this?
HooH couldn't understand it at all, and He was very confused.
Why was it that Leon just saying some completely nonsensical words would give Him such immense pressure?
"The third hiss, to myself."
HooH's instincts told Him that He must strike now!
Although He didn't know why, He vaguely had a premonition that if He didn't stop Leon now, He would likely suffer a catastrophe later!
HooH didn't know how he did it.
Logically speaking, even if Leon had stacked a layer of The Remembrance due to his own uniqueness, he should absolutely not possess an intuition that He couldn't resist his attack in the slightest.
HooH couldn't figure it out.
But driven by His instincts, He still struck out, attempting to interrupt Leon's actions!
But the moment He moved—
He was immediately and directly hard-controlled by his hiss!
"Ugh ah, believe in the true form of the martial soul, full army attack, I'll bite you to death!"
No way bro!
Being hard-controlled by a single hiss, HooH just felt it was absurd!
Even Ena's edict could at best only make Him stop in His tracks, yet Leon, with just a simple hiss, had directly hard-controlled Him!
Tell me, is this absurd or what?
"Fear is a biological instinct, and hissing is the hymn of Kittens!"
Leon's gaze sharpened, and his dragon form was instantly fully revealed!
Dragon form.
Once you ascend that stage, there will be no turning back. Old man, have you really thought it through?
"There is only one kind of heroism in this world, and that is knowing you are outmatched but still hissing!"
As if possessed by a god, Leon raised his hand, directly landing a charged heavy attack on HooH!
When you grow up, you want to be a good kitten. Am I right?
Come closer, I'll tell you what I want.
"Hiss!!!"
HooH was hit by this seemingly lightweight claw—
"Hakimimo nanbei lvdou axi hayaku", some gibberish words suddenly appeared in His head.
Oh~ Mambo!
Under Leon's single strike, HooH directly vanished out of thin air!
As if evaporated from the world, not leaving even a sliver of aura behind!
Even the many Aeons could not sense even half a fraction of a trace that HooH had ever existed.
Lan, Qlipoth, Aha, Nanook; all four Aeons were stunned without exception, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly grew heavy.
They weren't seeing things, were They?
Leon used a single strike, a single strike to instantly kill an Aeon?
And it was HooH, under the blessing of "Destiny"?
Even an Aeon of joy like Aha couldn't help but feel astounded by this.
That was an Aeon, not something else!
It was an Aeon!
Just instantly killed like that? Are you kidding me!
No one would be surprised that Leon could win.
But no one expected this battle to end so quickly.
They thought it would be another righteous group beatdown, but didn't expect Leon to resolve it all by himself!
But the problem was, even if he had a layer of The Remembrance stacked on him, it shouldn't be this absurd, right?
An Aeon!
Not to mention HooH's strength at this very moment; thanks to Leon, He could arm-wrestle with any Aeon!
Aha was dumbfounded for the first time.
He never thought there would actually come a day when He truly felt surprised. After all, He, the grand Aeon of The Elation, had even climbed the Imaginary Tree.
Traversing so many Amber Eras, what kind of scene had He not seen?
He truly hadn't seen this scene!
Holy crap, the veteran kneeling to the rookie!
"Why are you comparing power levels with a gag character? You're being ridiculous."
After resolving HooH, Leon let out a breath of stale air.
Are you kidding? Gag characters are exceptions to the rules, didn't you know?
Stop acting tough.
However, Leon didn't actually push things to the absolute extreme.
This hissing skill, the instant-kill intensity brought by the charged heavy attack, was something he could control.
So he controlled his strength slightly.
He only killed HooH, and didn't directly take the Path of The Equilibrium along with Him.
Leon still left a way out for the Path of The Equilibrium. Unlike The Propagation and The Voracity, where he aimed straight to cut off their lineage entirely.
As long as the Path of The Equilibrium was still there, sooner or later, a new HooH would be born again.
The Propagation and The Voracity didn't have this chance anymore.
"Alright, now it's Your turn, Nanook."
Leon turned around, casting his next target on Nanook, who was watching the battle from the side.
Three things you must do after gaining strength.
One: Be ungrateful.
It could only be said that Nanook not directly killing him back in Amphoreus was His biggest loss, although Leon had life-saving means and He couldn't kill him anyway.
But now, karmic retribution had arrived.
Two: Revenge.
Three: I don't eat beef.
Day 1: Protect the galaxy, eliminate evil, and promote good.
Day 2: Protect my galaxy.
The three Aeons who were on good terms with Leon and stood by his side immediately focused their attention upon hearing this, afraid of missing a single detail of the upcoming battle.
Lan, Qlipoth, Aha.
These three were undoubtedly all thinking about one question right now.
And that was, since Leon could instantly kill HooH with one strike, did that mean he could also instantly kill Nanook?
Or did that seemingly unsolvable method of his have some restrictions?
The three Aeons were all very curious about this question.
Nanook did not speak, merely mobilizing His currently dilapidated Path.
Attempting to contend with Leon.
The golden flames brazenly brushed against Leon's face.
Displaying power towards him, as if declaring war.
Leon waved his hand casually, the motion kicking up a breeze and also bringing up the flames on his body.
The sky-clearing cyan flames moving with his gesture directly blew away the war-declaring golden flames.
As if announcing Nanook's final ending.
"You've grown weak, old thing."
As the words fell, Leon's figure vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving only a trail of flames.
When he reappeared in the next second—
Leon had already arrived in front of Nanook. A large hand condensed from sky-clearing cyan flames, accompanied by his movement, directly grabbed His throat.
Nanook and Leon locked eyes.
The brilliant golden flames surrounding His body frantically surged out after reacting, wanting to save their master, but were directly suppressed by the flames of The Hunt.
Leon's fire against Nanook's fire was like a massive mountain; no matter how the latter struggled, it was to no avail, unable to shake the former even half a fraction.
It could only watch Leon act like a NTR protagonist like a bitter victim.
'He didn't instantly kill Him?'
The three Aeons had the exact same focus.
Leon not instantly killing Nanook—was it because he intentionally wanted to torture Him?
Or was it not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't?
"Do You not expect 'Destruction'?"
Leon didn't know what the Aeons were thinking, merely looking straight into Nanook's eyes.
"Then I shall grant Your wish."
The flames on his body receded from half of his form, revealing half of the face beneath the fire.
"I will give You 'Destruction'."
Although giving "Destruction" to the Aeon of The Destruction carried a humor akin to giving a lot of electricity to an electric boy.
But Leon was truly going to give Nanook Destruction.
The genuine, authentic kind.
"As I Write." He called out softly.
On his right hand, which was not covered by flames, a historiographer's brush formed of ice crystals appeared.
Leon gripped the brush, then raised it.
He tapped lightly in the void towards the center of Nanook's brow.
Just like with Oroboros previously, Nanook's "Memories", carried in the form of camera film, appeared in Leon's hands.
The past of an Aeon cannot be pursued.
This was common sense, but it was only completely effective against those below the level of an Aeon.
At the same level, if one possessed this type of ability and had a higher status than the opponent, then an Aeon's past being unpursuable was no longer an absolute.
The Hunt and The Remembrance.
The two Paths most adept at playing with "Causality", their divine thrones were now entirely in Leon's hands.
Coupled with the invincible status he obtained by pre-fetching the future.
There was nothing that could not be done; if others couldn't do it, he could!
Nanook felt something missing in His head, and then, upon seeing the object in his hands, His pupils instantly contracted.
He immediately began to struggle, looking exactly like a beast trying to break out of a cage!
This was the first time Nanook had revealed such a pathetic appearance. At this moment, He officially tumbled down from the divine throne, His previously lofty and supreme posture entirely gone.
It was obvious that Nanook desperately wanted to retrieve the object Leon held.
Leon could fully understand His intense reaction.
After all, for Nanook, His past experiences were what shaped everything He was today.
Among the Aeons.
Oroboros and Tayzzyronth were two Aeons driven by the most essential desires from the bottom of Their hearts.
But Nanook was different from Them.
Leon didn't know about the others.
But at least Lan and Nanook were both Aeons shaped by Their past experiences.
Their experiences were even largely the same.
The Hunt and The Destruction had always been very similar, even tending towards the same destination.
They merely made different choices on a minute branching path, thereby dividing into two different roads.
Nanook decided to destroy everything equally without discrimination.
While Lan decided to carry out revenge only against specific individuals.
This was the "Constraint" of The Hunt.
[Lan's salvation has never been any different from destruction.]
From this sentence, it could also be seen that if The Hunt lost its "Constraint", wouldn't it just be The Destruction?
It could only be said that it wasn't without reason that the "Fables About the Stars" placed the two of them one after the other.
"Nanook, are You afraid?"
Leon browsed through Nanook's memory film.
The Swarm Disaster, the Emperor's War, and so on; three wars involving the entire galaxy, as well as other major and minor disasters, these formed the foundation of The Destruction's birth.
"I thought Aeons wouldn't care about the past anymore."
But thinking about it, that was impossible. After all, Lan decided to hunt The Abundance precisely because of the past.
Nanook, whose throat was gripped by Leon's single hand, did not answer. The golden flames on His body merely grew increasingly violent, increasing the force of His struggle!
"Is this not the 'Destruction' You expected?"
Leon said this, and then tossed the film high into the air.
Memories are often the key to determining a person.
So Leon was wondering, if he erased all of Nanook's "Memories" related to trauma, erasing the past that constituted His establishment of the Path of "The Destruction".
Would the Path of "The Destruction" still be able to exist?
The more he spoke, the more the struggling force of Nanook, whom he gripped by the neck, increased!
He had to stop Leon, He absolutely had to stop Leon!
This was the only thought left in Nanook's head.
But having already burned through more than half of His "Path", with not even one-tenth of His strength remaining, what could He possibly do?
No matter how Nanook struggled, Leon suppressed Him to death, just like that stone monkey with heaven-defying abilities being firmly imprisoned beneath the Five Finger Mountain.
The film Leon had thrown towards the sky began to fall at this moment.
He raised the ice crystal brush, and the moment the film hung down, he lightly slashed it from left to right.
With a ripping sound, the film split apart!
Seeing this scene—
Nanook's pupils abruptly contracted, His expression ferocious. His feelings toward Leon were exactly the same as Phainon's feelings toward Him back in Amphoreus!
Perhaps this was karmic retribution.
After being slashed apart, the film gradually began to disappear.
Nanook lost His soul.
He was like this during Adlivun as well: powerless, unable to do anything.
How despairing it was.
After destroying the film, Leon let his gaze fall back onto Nanook.
And released the hand gripping His throat.
Preparing to see what this Aeon of The Destruction before him would look like after losing His "Memories".
"Did You know?" Leon looked at Nanook. "'Remembrance' can also become a fourth kind of finality."
In this way, he disguised a question for Him.
The "Destruction" brought by "Remembrance", I wonder if You, the Aeon of The Destruction, are satisfied?
Nanook acted as if He had lost His hearing. He wore a dumbfounded expression, His gaze hollow.
After losing something important, this Aeon of The Destruction was like a walking corpse.
Although Nanook didn't reply.
Leon felt that his question had already received an answer at this very moment.
"Paths really aren't that easy to destroy, huh?"
Looking at the soulless, empty shell that was Nanook, the Path of The Destruction had not dissipated along with His memories as Leon had originally envisioned.
Leon became thoughtful. Since the Path of The Destruction had not perished along with it.
He guessed that, barring any accidents, Nanook would next be dominated by the most primitive destructive urges, just like The Propagation and The Voracity.
Changed to being driven by desire.
He would still be the Aeon of The Destruction, but He would no longer be "Nanook".
Merely a Nanook borrowing "Nanook's" body.
The Destruction has a philosophical concept.
But undoubtedly, destruction originating from the most primitive violence is minuscule in this regard.
Leon's gaze didn't leave the crashed-like Nanook for even a moment, and during this process, he also withdrew the sky-clearing cyan flames covering the left side of his body.
"Goodbye."
He said so, preparing to send Nanook off on His final journey.
He raised his right hand to the sky, forming a sword gesture.
In the blink of an eye, the sky-clearing cyan flames he had just withdrawn from his body were rushing towards his fingertips.
In just a breath, a sword formed at Leon's fingertips.
After that, ice crystals surged from his fingertips again, wrapping around the sword molded from sky-clearing cyan flames, completely stabilizing the originally unstable sword shape!
The Remembrance and The Hunt were both upon it.
Watch closely, this sword will be full of the beauty of pure stats!
After the sword was formed, he cleaved straight down!
The movement was clean and neat, without half a moment's hesitation, delivering the final blow to Nanook!
Swish!
Nanook was directly split into two!
His body split open from the middle. The ice crystals on the sword belonging to The Remembrance covered the right half of His body, while the ghost fire belonging to The Hunt wrapped around the left half!
"The Immortal's End."
Leon softly called out, and the 'Hunting Causality' accumulated previously also activated at this moment!
The next moment, countless 'Causality Threads' surfaced from Nanook's body. Ice crystals and ghost fire climbed upon them, destroying all these 'Causality Threads' completely!
Leon witnessed Nanook walk into perishing with his own eyes.
Or to use a more accurate phrase, He died.
But the Path of The Destruction did not disappear because of this.
According to the normal course of development, a new "Nanook" would be born afterward.
Galaxy scholars generally believed that Nanook would be the final Aeon, and His The Destruction would also be the final Path.
After this, no new Paths would be born again.
Leon didn't know if this was true or false.
But looking at it now, The Destruction was indeed not as simple as he had thought.
This time he probably wouldn't be able to successfully kill it completely.
He could only wait for next time, wait for the next "Nanook" to be born.
When that time came, Leon would just hiss at Him again, pulling it up by the roots.
In short, the revived Swarm Disaster, and the God War.
Both had formally reached their conclusion at this moment; everything concerning this farce was over.
In this campaign.
The Cloud Knights of the Xianzhou Alliance, the staff of the Corporation, the Nameless of the Astral Express, the armies of Penacony and Amphoreus, and other Pathstriders who had traveled from afar.
Every single one of them was an indispensable hero.
And a total of nine Aeons were present at the God War.
Lan, HooH, Aha, Fuli, Qlipoth, Nanook, Tayzzyronth, Oroboros.
As well as—Leon.
And of the nine Aeons, four:
HooH, Nanook, Oroboros, Tayzzyronth, fell successively in this campaign, all slain by Leon alone.
Four of Them, among which the two Paths of The Propagation and The Voracity welcomed eternal silence.
Leon.
It is believed that whether it be the history books of the Xianzhou, the archives of the Corporation, or the taverns of the Masked Fools, his name will be forever remembered.
Leaving a mark on history.
"What, feeling sentimental now?"
Aha leaned in, teasing him upon seeing him constantly gazing at the location where Nanook had just been.
"Hiss!"
Aha, who had just leaned in, was directly startled by the sudden stress-induced hiss.
"Little Leon, I have treated you well!"
Aha drew some distance from him and said hastily.
He wondered what grudge or grievance made him hiss at Him.
Little Leon, if you have your eyes on My position, just say it straight, Aha will directly give it to you.
Don't be hissing.
"Oh, sorry, I couldn't control it a bit."
Leon covered his mouth; perhaps it was a side effect, but he indeed wanted to hiss from time to time.
"You scared Me to death!" Aha cursed and complained as He leaned back in again.
"Little Leon, remember to tell the Conductor later when you get back that I helped you smooth things out."
Seeing that the hiss wasn't meant to instantly kill Him.
Aha breathed a sigh of relief, His tone returning to its usual flippancy.
"Who are You?"
Just like the answer given during the Swarm Disaster, Leon expressed that he wasn't familiar with Him.
"Sigh, little Leon, Aha was at least the second one to invest in you, right?"
Aha feigned sobbing, "You can't just forget the various events of the past now that you've made it big."
"Various events of the past? The past, are You talking about the past?"
"Aha was even the one who helped you get your wife!" Aha pointed at Fuli.
To be fair, He absolutely had a share of the credit for him becoming an Aeon.
He was the one who helped act as the middleman back then!
"Don't awkwardly smear me, it was entirely based on my personal charm." However, Leon still agreed.
"If the Conductor asks, I'll say it, but I feel like it won't care too much about You anyway."
"Hehehe, then Aha will be leaving first."
Aha just didn't want the farewell to seem so boring; whether Leon said it or not was fine.
With the God War over, He naturally had no need to continue staying. Moreover, the damage caused by the Swarm Disaster this time was much smaller than last time.
There was completely no need for an Aeon to restart things.
But just as Aha was preparing to leave, out of the corner of His eye, He caught sight of the two tickets on Leon's collar.
One was very familiar; it was His own.
Aha was stunned.
Because the other ticket was equally familiar.
"Where did you get this ticket?" He couldn't help but ask.
Leon told the truth, "Akivili gave it to me."
"Don't joke—" Before the words fully left His mouth, Aha belatedly realized that he had gone to the past earlier.
Leon had no need to lie to Him about this kind of thing.
In other words, this ticket was truly [Elation profanity] given to him by Akivili.
"Big Bro Leon, give it to Me just once!"
Upon realizing this, Aha immediately shouted.
"What is the meaning of this."
Sigh, Aha, don't love too deeply.
You guy, did You actually even call out 'Big Bro Leon' for the sake of Akivili?
Fast forward to 'Akivili doesn't have many relics left, and Aha counts as one of them'.
He and Akivili were truly a pair of star-crossed lovers.
"Wait a bit, there are still quite a few things to keep busy with now."
The great battle had just ended, and there were more than just a few things to deal with.
There were many people worrying about Leon, and he had to show them he was safe.
"Alright, alright, Aha will wait until you're done."
Saying this, Aha swapped to a mask with the corners of its mouth pointing downward and was the first to leave.
"Language of an unknown creature"
After He left, Qlipoth stepped forward.
There is a saying in the Xianzhou Alliance: 'The Reignbow merely announces His edict through light arrows.'
It wasn't just Lan.
Other than Aha, very few Aeons would proactively open Their mouths to say anything.
From this, one could see the importance Qlipoth attached to it.
The language of Aeons was obscure and difficult to understand; if released to the public, it could spawn a completely separate linguistic discipline.
"This is what I should do."
But perhaps because Leon was also an Aeon, he didn't find it strenuous to understand.
Qlipoth also didn't say many pleasantries.
He simply handed the hammer He had been using all along to Leon, and simultaneously, after he took it, He patted his shoulder a few times with His heavy palm.
As if saying he should come lay concrete with Him in the future.
"Definitely next time."
Never mind 'definitely next time', it might not even be next time.
Heh, laying concrete, Leon would never go in his entire life. Are you kidding? Even Blood Wolf Pojun doesn't lay concrete anymore; didn't You know civil engineering has no future?
Qlipoth nodded.
Then He stepped back to the side, preparing to dispel this domain after Lan finished speaking with him.
Lan looked at Leon, but didn't have much to say.
"Senior, I didn't embarrass You, right?"
Lan didn't speak, but everyone knew the answer.
How could he possibly embarrass Him? This was the outstanding successor of His The Hunt!
Lan looked at Leon.
Ultimately, without saying a single word, He directly left to continue pursuing The Abundance.
Things that needed to be said didn't have to be said; both were keenly aware.
After Lan left, Leon also asked Qlipoth to be excused.
Deciding to take his leave first.
Qlipoth nodded; He also had to go patch up the walls of His subspace afterward.
Leon, still wearing the crown on his head, left.
But just as he stepped out of the domain of The Preservation, he was immediately pulled into another domain.
It was The Sudarshana of The Remembrance.
"Oh my goodness, is this still in the country?"
Leon expressed his confusion about where he had been brought to.
"So this is the eldest sister's auxiliary person? Oho, he looks quite handsome indeed."
A voice drew Leon's attention over.
"Is that the focus right now? Shouldn't we be focusing on why he can enter as well?"
A rough sweep revealed over a dozen ice crystal figures appearing in front of Leon.
What kind of play is this, bro.
Leon was wondering whether to forcefully break it open with raw stats, but considering this place was related to The Remembrance, he didn't act immediately.
"What's so curious about that? If he's the eldest sister's auxiliary person, then he must be tainted with her Causality."
Leon was speechless at this group of Riddlers.
Who exactly is your eldest sister, bro?
"If you've taken back your weights, then get lost quickly. Stop discussing nonsense here."
Evernight and Cyrene appeared before his eyes.
He just didn't know why, he could clearly see the four of their faces completely and flawlessly.
But when facing the others, they were just ice crystals.
"I'll explain to you later."
Evernight walked to his side, her voice very soft.
"Break this space open first, and we'll leave."
And then show them a display of strength in passing. Evernight thought to herself.
Leon didn't understand why, but did so anyway.
With his current status as an Aeon, breaking open this space was effortlessly easy.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang out.
In the second following Leon's action, this Sudarshana instantly shattered!
The five of them returned to reality.
"Waaah!!!"
Because Leon had always been in mid-air.
So after returning to reality, Cyrene and the other three collectively plummeted downwards.
He hurriedly went over, four people, catching one with each arm, and then catching another with his neck. Fortunately, Demiurge smartly transformed back into her Mimi form.
She saved herself, no need to worry.
"Don't you guys know how to fly?"
Speaking of which, there were indeed quite few Pathstriders who knew how to fly. Most just jumped with brute force; only Emanators could cross the galaxy.
"How could I know something like that!" Cyrene said coquettishly.
Sigh, forgetting that he was born in Rome, and his starting point was other people's finish line. Leon repented.
"Aren't we flying right now? With you carrying me."
March 7th was surprisingly capable of saying things with high lethality at a time like this.
"Mimi!"
Mimi, who had landed on his head, patted his forehead, as if saying she knew how to fly.
"Actually, you didn't need to save me."
With Evernight saying that, Leon realized it. "You have a body?"
"It's just a simple meme body."
Oh right, creatures like memes could also fly freely.
The Remembrance was still a wheelchair.
"Speaking of which, is a meme body only visible to people you want to let see it?"
Leon thought of something and asked.
"Yes." Evernight hummed in affirmation.
"Can she see you?" Leon pointed at Cyrene.
Although he felt it was a bit like asking a question he already knew the answer to.
After all, the fact that the four of them could appear together in that Sudarshana was enough to explain some things.
To other Immaculatus, Evernight might be a threat, but to Cyrene, he felt she wouldn't be.
"She can." Evernight's voice was very soft.
"Is that so..." he continued to ask, "Did you make up?"
"Didn't I already tell you the answer just now?"
Leon knew which 'just now' she was referring to.
Could words spoken during an emotional breakdown be trusted?
Although they were mostly the truth at times like that, wasn't he afraid she would deny it later?
"What, not happy about it? Weren't you the one who kept telling me to make up with her?"
How could he not be happy? "Don't try to stir up trouble with me."
"Leon."
What entered his ears was a sudden, soft call.
"I'm here."
"If you ever dare to come so late again, I'll make sure you never see me again."
This was the first time Evernight had complained to him.
She had always been cold towards people; having this kind of intimate behavior was a good thing for Leon, it meant Evernight could more or less gain a sense of security from him.
"Don't say such things that are detrimental to our unity."
After a good while passed, Leon spoke again.
"Rest assured, whether it's you, March 7th, or everyone on the Astral Express, I will protect you all."
Leon always did what he said.
"Mm, I believe you, I've always believed you."
...
Leon landed with the four of them just like that, and then arrived in front of the allied forces.
"Master Leon."
The six Heavenly Generals were the first to step forward to greet him. After knowing Leon had become the Aeon of The Hunt, their form of address had also changed accordingly.
"Why so formal."
Leon waved his hand, "Where are the Lord Ravagers?"
He hadn't had the time to care earlier, and didn't know what happened to the four Lord Ravagers.
"Didn't embarrass you!"
Unlike the others, Feixiao, who was covered in blood, grinned.
Carrying Iron Tomb's head in her hand, she tossed this Lord Ravager directly at his feet.
Because Feixiao wasn't there just now, he hadn't healed her. Her being able to hold on until now was truly not easy.
Leon didn't say a word, merely stepping forward to heal Feixiao using The Abundance.
"It's a pity I didn't get to see you show off."
The incredibly exhausted Feixiao managed to squeeze out a smile, saying with some regret.
"There will be chances in the future." Leon gave an 'mm' in affirmation.
"Of the four Lord Ravagers, Iron Tomb is dead."
"As for Celenova, Lightfade, and Quietus; Quietus and Lightfade fled, while Celenova went missing after that meteor appeared just now, her whereabouts unknown."
Jing Yuan reported the battle situation.
It seemed that even the Emanators of The Destruction were still quite protective of their lives.
However, with so many Emanators and Pathstriders, the fact that only one of the four Lord Ravagers was actually left behind showed that they probably stopped to avoid catching the allied forces in the crossfire.
"Thanks to everyone this time." Leon expressed his gratitude.
"Since the galaxy is in peril, the Xianzhou Alliance naturally cannot sit back and do nothing."
Jing Yuan expressed it was their duty.
"What's the plan for later?" Leon asked about the post-war work.
"First, tally up the casualties."
"We must prioritize the work for the deceased; they are all the great heroes of this campaign."
Leon nodded; no matter what time it is, the dead definitely must be respected above all.
"After that, we definitely have to celebrate winning the battle. I hope Master Leon will grace us with your presence then."
Leon agreed to it, and then looked at Acheron. "Thank you."
He hadn't expected Acheron to come, after all, there weren't many interactions between the two of them.
Acheron merely gave him a smile and didn't say anything.
Actually, there was no need for thanks; even without this interaction with Leon, she still would have come.
"What about you? What are you going to do later? Go back to find that Nameless?"
Leon asked about Acheron's next plans.
"Yes." Acheron nodded.
"Can you get back by yourself?"
Leon thought of her terrible sense of direction. "Also, how did you get here anyway?"
To be honest, her being able to arrive at the battlefield smoothly was indeed a bit unbelievable.
"I found a vehicle with autopilot."
Regarding Leon's confusion, Acheron gave her answer.
Good job autopilot, technology truly benefits life.
"Don't leave by yourself."
Leon issued an invitation, "Come back to the Express with me later, we'll go together."
Acheron did not refuse.
Next, Leon greeted his acquaintances one by one, and then the allied forces.
On the way, a Cloud Knight hugged him and wept bitterly, saying that his brother had been constantly worrying about him before he died, and if he knew he had become an Aeon, he would definitely be happy.
Leon learned from others that his brother was the one who was successively tortured by The Propagation and The Destruction.
He asked for that Cloud Knight's name, deciding to personally hold his funeral arrangements.
The Cloud Knight cried even harder, continuously thanking him.
With everything settled, next was celebration time.
Astral Express.
With everything over, Leon brought the people back here.
"Passenger Leon!"
Seeing him, Pom-Pom immediately ran over with its little short legs, pitter-patter, directly throwing itself into Leon's arms.
"Waaah, I thought I'd never see you again!"
When Leon said he would fulfill his promise and resolve everything, Pom-Pom actually felt uncertain in its heart.
"It's a good thing you came back, Pom!"
There were far too many Nameless who had promises with it, but the ones who could keep their appointments in the end were very few.
"I am a Conductor who always keeps his word."
Leon looked at Pom-Pom in his arms, crying snot and tears, feeling a bit emotional in his heart.
He didn't expect the Conductor to care about him so much.
I'm sorry, Conductor, I won't ever make you cook two dishes for me again.
Leon thought about treating Pom-Pom better from today onwards.
"Mmm... Passenger Leon, this ticket of yours is...?"
While crying, Pom-Pom noticed an extra ticket on his collar.
"Akivili gave it to me, do you recognize it, Conductor?"
Hearing this, Leon reached out to take the ticket off his collar and handed it to the Conductor.
"Aki... vi... li...?"
Pom-Pom took it. Hearing this name, it momentarily felt a bit unbelievable.
After taking it, it observed it carefully.
This ticket, whether in craftsmanship or level of detail, was considered top-tier.
And Pom-Pom sharp-eyedly discovered that it used a processing technique that could not be mass-produced in the past.
This was enough to prove its age.
Pom-Pom looked for the serial number on the ticket.
What was written on it was 001.
But whether it was Akivili's, Pom-Pom wasn't sure either.
"I haven't personally seen Akivili's ticket either, Pom."
Pom-Pom returned the ticket to Leon.
"But holding this ticket in my hand, I can indeed feel a familiar aura."
This ticket was definitely real; this couldn't be faked.
Leon personally received it from Akivili's hands.
However, the Conductor having actually never seen Akivili's ticket was indeed something Leon hadn't expected.
Leon pinned the ticket back onto his collar.
"Tired?"
He looked at the Golden Progeny, who lay on the sofa in various different postures the moment they got back.
After all, fighting on the battlefield, how could they not be tired?
The Amphoreans were now one with Penacony; those soldiers had naturally returned, and he believed Robin would definitely reward everyone on the battlefield well.
"Compared to this, shouldn't Mr. Leon first introduce to me who this lady is?"
Tribios stood by Leon's side, turning to look at the woman standing not far away behind March 7th's shadow.
"She looks so much like Miss March."
Except for her attire and eyes, her appearance and figure were exactly the same.
Leon hummed in affirmation, stepping towards Evernight.
He took her hand, leading her half-willingly into the Golden Progeny's line of sight.
As agreed upon before, he would be the one to introduce her to everyone.
"Evernight."
Leon introduced her on her behalf.
"The reason she looks a lot like March 7th is because she inherently has a deep and inseparable connection with March 7th, similar to Cyrene and Demiurge."
He paused, "She's an Immaculatus."
The Golden Progeny had no reaction to this, as if they didn't care at all what her identity was.
Sigh, there's even an active Aeon on the Express.
What's an Immaculatus?
"According to the relationships between Immaculatus, she is my older sister!"
Cyrene helped introduce her from the side.
This time, the Golden Progeny were somewhat surprised.
They all knew Cyrene was an Immaculatus, but they didn't expect that Immaculatus were also divided into sisters.
Actually, if Evernight hadn't said it, even Cyrene herself wouldn't have known.
"Sister Cyrene's sister?"
Phainon scratched the back of his head somewhat awkwardly.
After all, Cyrene was his older sister from childhood; although not related by blood, she was undoubtedly like a real sister.
Now that Cyrene suddenly had another sister, should he call her that or not?
"What's wrong, Little Bai, can you only call girls who are shorter than you 'sister'?"
Cyrene covered her mouth and chuckled softly.
"That's not it."
Back in Amphoreus, Phainon often called others 'sister', it was just that calling an acquaintance that felt wrong no matter how he thought about it.
"Mm-hmm~ Clearly compared to someone like me, Miss Evernight looks much more like an older sister, right?"
"Peaches is also a good sister!"
Demiurge, sitting next to Acheron eating peaches bite by bite, immediately retorted upon hearing this.
Acheron beside her watched her eat with a gentle gaze.
"No need to force it, just call me Evernight."
"For Immaculatus, this is merely a nominal pronoun; in reality, it's not like that. We can't even be called sisters."
Evernight told him not to force himself, besides, she didn't really want to be called 'sister' by people anyway.
Of course, if March called her that...
Evernight fantasized about that scene. Mm, it wasn't impossible.
"Anaxagoras."
"If you can't remember, you can call me Anaxagoras, but if possible I hope you remember my full name."
Anaxagoras introduced herself, starting things off.
"Okay." Evernight gave a slight nod.
"Aglaea." Aglaea followed closely, "Miss Evernight's fashion sense is quite excellent."
"Thank you." Evernight accepted the praise.
"Tribios."
There was some apology in Tribios's words, "This name is hard to remember, right."
"I'm sorry, I haven't thought of any simple nickname yet. Back in Amphoreus everyone called me 'Ti-bao', but that was a special situation after all."
Tribios was also a bit troubled, "Looking the way I do now, I definitely can't be called 'Ti-bao' anymore."
"Not at all, I've memorized it, Tribios." Evernight expressed it wasn't hard to remember.
For someone of The Remembrance, was there really anything that was hard to remember?
"Cerydra."
"Halicyra, you can also call me Hysilens."
These two people's names match quite well... Evernight thought.
"Hyacine, similarly you can call me Yaoqing."
After saying that, Yaoqing showed a thoughtful expression on her face.
"Miss Evernight can't be called 'Long-bao', what should we call her?"
"If possible, it's best not to add 'bao' to anything."
Evernight truly wasn't used to this kind of address.
"Cipher, Cephalia."
Cipher yawned, "Whichever you prefer, either works."
Evernight nodded.
"Castorice, and this one here is called Polyxia."
Castorice used her index finger to lightly tease the little dragon on her shoulder.
"Maidemos, Mydei."
Mydei gave her a slight nod as a gesture.
"Usually, the Conductor and I cook. You can tell me your favorite dishes or tastes."
The Golden Progeny introduced themselves one by one.
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