If not for the Sylvans, much of the information about Leonel wouldn't have already spread so far. They were the only ones capable of seeing through him so easily, and it had only made Leonel's situation all the worse.

Now, there was one camping outside of his world as though he was eager to capitalize on his situation even more.

Leonel was already pissed off to an extreme. Seeing this, he was even more infuriated.

He remembered words he had said a long time ago... there would come a time when people heard the Morales name and quaked in fear...

In that case, he would kill, and kill, and kill... not until they feared, but until he alone was satisfied.

Bracken's screams rang out as he tried to rip himself out of the ground, but it was already too late. The moment he appeared before Leonel in such a precarious situation, he was already finished. He had no one but himself to blame for underestimating the human race so much.

BANG!

The Sylvan's heart exploded, and Leonel's gaze blazed with a fierce violet light.

"[Arise]!"

He felt his own soul shudder when he grasped Bracken's soul. There was actually a layer of protection left there.

Almost the moment he began his attempt, an infuriated roar echoed.

"FAWKES SCUM!"

A tree with bark of blackened ash rose up and out of Bracken's body. It carried an aura no less heart-shuddering than the Ancestor that Leonel had seen come and protect Shan'Rae. But clearly, this time, they were here to protect Bracken instead.

only took a moment to understand. It seemed that all the most powerful existences of the God Race had protections against this sort of

the infuriated aura of the True God. Just a single wisp could

But so what?

He had a mutated

"Piss off."

communicated with the Life Tablet and suddenly it ripped Bracken's soul

and having a body of

"My King!"

boom, almost like its own personal slap across his

roar peeled across

"LEONEL MORALES!"

name. And after these events, you'll learn

and vanished, entirely ignoring the unprecedented aura. Behind him, Bracken rushed with his fastest speed, ignoring his Ancestor as though the

grabbed at the air, but it was all in vain. His true body wasn't here, and the lingering attachments he had left were being eroded by the Anarchic Force and the suppression of the

could only echo aimlessly, but Leonel had already disappeared into the distance, stepping into the void and crossing across

...

formation was still holding up, but it was hard to tell how much longer it would last. It seemed that any time

this, the Gods had sent back a message

to do. The one time they stuck their necks out, choosing to do something they

of Leonel that they had changed that policy

of discontent. It was simply humanoid nature to blame a complicated problem on a

they still took a breath and calmed

one way or another. But being exposed as Leonel's partners just after he had been exposed to be related to the Northern

to finally tell Lumielle the whole

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