Silas watched the magicless brute charge the ancient stone pillar with a look of mild detached amusement.
"Do you truly believe a pile of falling rocks will pierce my domain?" the Tier Three Grandmaster mocked slowly raising his gloved hand.
Leon completely ignored the arrogant assassin. He activated his Aura Hardening solidifying his dense kinetic mana into an impenetrable layer beneath his skin.
He channeled every single drop of his monstrous Strength into his heavy dark blade.
He did not swing at the Syndicate killer.
He violently buried the blunt edge of his weapon directly into the heavily eroded base of the colossal support pillar.
He instantly activated Kinetic Shockwave at point-blank range.
The dense raw physical force aggressively detonated inside the ancient stone.
The colossal pillar shrieked in absolute structural agony before violently exploding outward in a massive shower of jagged shrapnel.
The sheer loss of load-bearing support instantly triggered a catastrophic chain reaction.
The remaining three pillars groaned loudly before buckling under the immense crushing weight of the capital streets resting far above them.
The massive cavern ceiling completely gave way.
Thousands of tons of solid bedrock thick iron drainage pipes and heavy cobblestones plummeted downward in a terrifying apocalyptic avalanche.
Silas’s bored indifference finally vanished.
The Tier Three Grandmaster was forced to aggressively expand his dark gravity domain shifting his focus entirely to repelling the monumental wave of falling destruction meant to flatten him into paste.
The stone precipice beneath the strike team violently shattered.
Leon threw himself backward aggressively grabbing Seraphina’s hand as the floor disintegrated.
They plummeted over the edge of the jagged waterfall plunging into the deep roaring abyss alongside Beatrice Elara and Valeriana.
The freezing water swallowed them whole forcefully violently dragging them down as the cavern above was completely obliterated by the collapsing bedrock.
Leon fought the chaotic churning currents his heavy muscles burning with intense lactic acid. His chest screamed for oxygen but he refused to let go of the silver-haired noblewoman.
The brutal rapids aggressively tumbled them through a narrow subterranean overflow pipe violently washing them away from the destroyed market sector.
They were forcefully ejected from the rusted iron pipe crashing heavily into a shallow stagnant pool.
Leon dragged himself out of the freezing water coughing up a thick splash of blood.
The sheer physical toll of utilizing Kinetic Overload and surviving a collapsing cavern was finally catching up to his heavily scarred body.
His Endless Vigor was aggressively fighting the internal damage but he was genuinely battered.
He collapsed onto the slick stone bank panting desperately for air.
Seraphina scrambled to his side her violet eyes wide with frantic protective panic. She ignored her own soaked freezing clothes aggressively pulling his head onto her lap.
"You stupid feral beast," she hissed her voice breaking as she gently wiped the dark blood from his chin. "You cannot keep throwing yourself at walking natural disasters."
Beatrice and Elara dragged Valeriana out of the shallow pool. The beautiful spy was violently shivering clutching Leon’s dark tailored jacket tightly against her chest.
She stared at the bleeding rugged warlord feeling a deep overwhelming wave of pure romantic devotion aggressively overwrite her criminal logic.
They had washed up inside a massive dilapidated cistern directly beneath the upper capital streets.
Faint moonlight filtered down through a series of thick rusted iron grates located high above them.
Before they could formulate a plan to breach the surface a sudden dense magical pressure flooded the quiet cistern.
Heavy combat boots echoed against the stone stairs leading down from the street level.
A contingent of heavily armored knights marched into the damp chamber holding glowing magical lanterns that bathed the room in a vibrant green light.
Leading the formation was Isolde Vane.
The Emerald Knight held her glowing rapier at her side her bright green eyes sweeping over the battered soaked strike team. She had clearly been tracking the massive subterranean tremors caused by the Syndicate battle.
Isolde’s gaze locked onto Leon resting heavily in Seraphina’s lap.
The sight of the terrifying invincible warden bleeding and exhausted sent a sharp confusing pang of genuine worry straight through her chest.
Seraphina instantly stood up shielding Leon’s prone form. She ignited her crimson aura aggressively preparing to fight her bitter political rival to the absolute death.
"Stand down Isolde," Seraphina warned her voice dripping with lethal intent. "If you try to arrest us right now I will butcher your entire squad."
The system chimed softly in Leon’s ringing ears dropping a glowing pink text box over the rival knight’s green military braid.
[System Notice: The Warlord’s Sanctuary]
[The Emerald Knight is torn between her political duty and her undeniable attraction to your sheer reckless dominance. A true warlord knows exactly how to weaponize a rival’s honor.]
[Objective: Push yourself up. Look directly into Isolde’s eyes, offer a weak but highly charming smirk, and boldly demand she hide your team in a Vane safehouse.]
[Reward: +15 Charisma, 550 Shameless Points.]
[Penalty: A violent localized curse causing your hair to turn bright neon pink for seven days completely destroying your dark intimidating aura.]
Leon aggressively suppressed a groan forcing his battered muscles to obey his command.
He slowly pushed himself up off the wet stone ignoring Seraphina’s frantic protests.
He stood tall despite the heavy lingering pain projecting a calm magnetic presence that completely bypassed the tense political standoff.
He locked his dark intense eyes directly onto the beautiful Emerald Knight.
"We just recovered the black ledger Isolde," Leon stated his deep voice echoing heavily off the cistern walls. "It contains undeniable proof of the Chamberlain’s treason. But the Syndicate is tearing the city apart looking for us."
Isolde stiffened her pale cheeks rapidly burning with a brilliant furious red flush as she desperately tried to maintain her strict highborn composure under his heavy gaze.
"Why should I care about your pathetic political problems?" she countered trying to sound cold and detached.
Leon offered a slow devastatingly charming smirk leaning heavily against a stone pillar.
"Because you are a woman of strict military honor Isolde," he murmured darkly. "And you know a corrupt bureaucratic rat belongs in a cage. I need you to hide us in a Vane safehouse tonight."
The audacity of the demand left the emerald knights staring in pure horrifying disbelief.
The sworn enemy of their noble house was casually demanding illegal sanctuary while bleeding on the floor.
Isolde bit her lower lip her strict duty violently warring against the deep unspoken hunger violently stirring in her chest.
She looked at his heavily scarred chest and then at the dark ledger securely tucked under Seraphina’s arm.
She violently sheathed her glowing rapier with a sharp metallic snap.
"You owe me a massive unpayable debt for this Warden," Isolde hissed her voice trembling with breathless tension. She turned toward her shocked knights. "Clear the perimeter. We are moving them to the emerald cloister immediately."
[Objective Complete. Rewards Distributed.]
A massive rush of raw magnetic charm flooded his features elevating his Charisma to an incredible one hundred and seventy points.
Leon smiled a dark victorious grin knowing the deeply complicated web of the capital was finally falling perfectly into his calloused hands.
Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!
Use arrow keys (or A / D) to PREV/NEXT chapter