Chapter 12: The Bloodfang Legion’s Full Attack – War in the Abyss

The battlefield still reeked of blood. The air was thick with the iron tang of death, and the bodies of fallen Bloodfang warriors lay scattered across the ruined landscape. Leon stood at the heart of it all, his blade still dripping with the life he had taken.

But he knew.

This was just the beginning.

Karos sheathed his weapon, stepping up beside him. "That was the easy part, kid."

Leon exhaled sharply. "They're regrouping."

Korran nodded. "Bloodfang never lets an attack go unanswered. Their full force will be here soon."

Leon turned his gaze toward the distant horizon.

The real war was about to begin.

The Bloodfang War Machine – An Unstoppable Force?

The Bloodfang Legion wasn't just a band of warriors.

They were an army, forged in blood and ruthlessness.

As Leon's forces caught their breath, the ground began to tremble.

Distant, rhythmic thuds echoed in the darkness.

Marching.

A massive force—hundreds strong—was advancing.

A sea of crimson banners, each bearing the insignia of the Bloodfang.

At the front of the force, mounted on a massive war beast, sat General Varkos Bloodfang.

His armor was jagged, forged from abyssal steel. His eyes gleamed with savage intelligence, and his blade—an executioner's sword nearly as long as a man—rested casually across his lap.

He radiated power.

A Master Rank warrior at the peak of his strength.

And he had come for Leon's head.

Strategizing for Survival – Leon's First True War

Leon turned to Karos, Korran, and the gathered warriors. "We can't fight them head-on. Not yet."

Karos smirked. "That's what I was hoping you'd say. So, what's the plan?"

Leon's mind raced.

They were outnumbered.

The Bloodfang Legion was better equipped.

But numbers alone wouldn't determine victory.

Leon had something they didn't.

Supreme Adaptation.

The Battlefield Trap – Twisting the Terrain

The Forsaken didn't have the strength to face Bloodfang head-to-head. But what they did have—was the environment.

The ruins of the Abyssal Fortress were still intact.

Leon knew they had to turn the battlefield into a death trap.

He quickly laid out orders.

Set ambush points among the ruined structures—chokepoints where Bloodfang's numbers would be useless.Create false pathways—leading the enemy into corridors that collapsed upon entry.Deploy the fast-strike units—hit-and-run specialists who would weaken the enemy before they even reached the main battle.

Leon's warriors moved swiftly. This wouldn't be a conventional battle. This would be a war of tactics.

Karos grinned. "You've got a mind for war, kid."

Leon didn't answer. He was already watching the enemy's movements.

The Battle Begins – The Clash of Commanders

The first wave of Bloodfang warriors stormed forward, their war cries shaking the air.

Leon stood at the front, unmoving.

The moment the vanguard entered the ruins—the ground collapsed beneath them.

Dozens were swallowed by hidden pits, their screams cutting through the battlefield.

Others were bombarded from above, as Leon's warriors unleashed a relentless rain of spears and arrows from the cliffside.

Chaos erupted.

Bloodfang's lines fractured.

But their leader, General Varkos, didn't flinch.

He raised his sword, pointing toward Leon.

"You," he growled. "You think tricks will save you?"

Then, in a single motion—he leaped.

Straight toward Leon.

Leon vs. Varkos – Supreme Path Awakens Further

Leon's instincts screamed.

Varkos was fast.

Faster than any opponent he had faced before.

Leon barely had time to react—Varkos's sword swung down, aimed to cleave him in half.

Leon twisted—dodging by a hair's width.

The force of the swing shattered the ground beneath them.

Leon retaliated, his Supreme Energy flaring. He aimed a precise counterstrike to Varkos's exposed side—

But the General blocked it effortlessly.

Then kicked Leon with enough force to send him flying.

Leon crashed into a ruined wall, coughing up blood.

This wasn't a normal Master Rank warrior.

Varkos had experience. Strength. Technique.

He wasn't just strong.

He was a conqueror.

Leon wiped blood from his lips, rising to his feet. "That all you got?"

Varkos grinned. "You're different from the others. But you're still weak."

Leon smirked.

"Then let's change that."

Supreme Instinct flared to life.

His body adapted. His mind accelerated.

For the first time—Leon was evolving in real-time.

Meanwhile… Celeste's Awakening Breaks Through

Far from the battlefield, Celeste gripped her head, pain flashing through her skull.

Visions surged.

She saw Leon.

Not as he was now, but as he had been. Before.

Her breath hitched.

Memories. Feelings. A life she had lost.

Tears fell down her face.

"I… I remember him."

And now—she had to find him.

No matter what.