Blood King Treasure X

Leon's eyes burned golden as he raised both hands, shaping a massive javelin of fused magics—its shaft glowed with golden light, veins of blood pulsing through it, and black flames swirling along the tip.

He hurled it like thunder itself.

The javelin struck the guardian square in the chest—shattering its armor and sending it crashing into the throne with a roar of pain and fury. Dust and blood-red mist filled the air as the chamber shook violently.

Ravina raised an arm to shield her face. "Did he…?"

The dust settled.

The Blood Guardian still moved—barely. Down on one knee, chest heaving, it let out one last cry of defiance.

Leon walked forward calmly, extending his hand.

From the creature's chest, a symbol burned into view—the shape of a heart wrapped in thorny veins, glowing a deep red.

The Blood Seal.

It pulsed… once… twice… then launched forward and embedded itself into Leon's chest.