Chapter 39 – The Void King's First Massacre
The midnight sky burned gold as divine legions rained from the heavens. The ground trembled beneath the weight of celestial chariots, warriors clad in radiant armor, and heavenly beasts descending in droves.
Leon watched them come with a cold, detached stare. His void energy twisted around him like living shadows, growing darker and heavier with each passing moment.
Beside him, Selene clutched his arm, panic flashing in her violet eyes. "Leon… this isn't a battle. This is annihilation."
"I know." His voice was deathly calm.
"Then why aren't we retreating?"
Leon turned to her, his smile bone-chilling. "Because they don't know what real annihilation looks like."
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The First Clash – Academy Courtyard
The Celestial Army's vanguard charged—thousands of winged soldiers wielding divine spears, their auras blazing like miniature suns.
Leon didn't move.
Instead, he raised his hand. "Voidborn Legion…"
A chilling pause.
"...eradicate them."
BOOM!
The ground ruptured as Leon's forces surged forward. Ishka, the warlord, led the front charge—her spear impaling the first celestial warrior before he could even react. Blood sprayed across her face, but she only laughed. "You brought gods to a war, and we brought Hell."
Celeste, now donning her full Abyssal Archmage form, lifted her hands. Abyssal black flames erupted, swallowing entire waves of celestial soldiers. Their screams turned to ash before they could even hit the ground.
The Academy's walls turned crimson.
But Leon was nowhere near done.
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Leon vs The Celestial Champions
Three golden-armored champions descended from the sky, their power eclipsing everyone else present. Their eyes burned with divine judgment as they targeted Leon directly.
"You. Mortal filth." One of them growled. "By the order of the Conclave, we sentence you to—"
"Shut up."
Leon blinked from his position. In the very next second—
CRACK!
His fist caved in the first champion's skull, shattering it like glass. The divine body crumpled, lifeless.
The other two froze. "W-What—"
Boom!
Leon materialized before the second champion, his void aura pulsing with unnatural hunger. Without a word, he impaled his hand straight through the champion's chest. Black energy corroded divine flesh like acid.
The champion's eyes widened. "N-No… impossible…"
Leon whispered coldly. "Pray harder."
Then, with a simple twist, he ripped the champion in half.
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Selene's Horror
Selene watched in paralyzed shock. This wasn't the Leon she once knew.
This… was a monster.
"Leon, stop!" she screamed. "They're already broken! Please—"
But Leon didn't stop.
He turned to the third champion, his voice devoid of emotion. "Run."
The champion hesitated. Then turned—
But Leon was faster.
"Void Decay."
A wave of black energy exploded from Leon's palm, instantly disintegrating the champion into ash. Nothing was left—no bones, no armor, not even a soul.
The battlefield fell deathly silent.
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The Turning Point – Leon's Insanity
Leon walked among the fallen like a reaper of worlds. His body no longer resembled a human; his void energy had transformed his flesh into something else. Pale skin, black veins, and eyes that held only hunger.
Selene ran toward him, grabbing his arm. "Leon, stop! You're losing yourself!"
His gaze was hollow. "Losing myself?"
"Yes!" she sobbed. "This power—it's corrupting you! You're killing without remorse! This isn't you!"
A long silence.
Then Leon laughed.
Low. Dark. Empty.
"Selene…" he said coldly. "You never understood."
Tears welled in her eyes. "Understand what?"
Leon turned, his void aura now forming black skeletal wings behind him. His voice echoed like pure death.
"That the old me died long ago."
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The Conclave's Last Desperate Move
Far beyond the skies, the Celestial Conclave watched in pure terror.
"The Voidborn… he's unchained it…" one of the Elders whispered.
"We have no choice," another said, his voice shaking. "Summon the Archangels. Eradicate the entire realm if necessary."
"But that would kill billions of innocents—"
"Do it!"
And as the Elder slammed his staff down, the skies cracked open again.
A colossal figure, bathed in pure heavenly radiance, emerged. Towering over mountains, wielding a divine spear larger than castles—an Archangel.
Its voice vibrated through the multiverse. "I am Terminus, Herald of Extinction. Mortal, prepare to face divine annihilation."
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Leon's Final Smile
Leon gazed up at the Archangel. His breath slow, but his heart steady.
Selene clutched his arm. "Leon, we have to retreat—"
"No." His voice was void-cold. "This is perfect."
Celeste's eyes widened. "Leon, what are you planning—"
Leon smiled viciously.
"I'm about to kill a god."