Leonel's Destruction World moved and Ten Stars rotated high in the skies, revolving with various colors.
As his brothers ran, the land moved with them and soon…
BOOM!
The Destruction World and the frontline of the armies crashed. Leonel seemed to have ignored everyone else, not aiming for the weakest enemies, but rather, the strongest. The very Gods that had descended from above, who were the cause of all of this, were the very ones that he targeted right from the beginning.
His brothers unleashed their might and their uniforms connected with one another, amplifying their power. The sounds of guns fired, but they were almost immediately surrounded. It was too difficult for them to kill in one shot like Leonel could…
But that didn't mean that they could do nothing.
Drake was the only one that stayed behind with Leonel. He slowly pulled his sniper rifle from his back and exhaled a slow, turbid breath.
