Leon made good progress on converting powerful beings into his summons, but it was not enough. He soon received word that the Army of Destruction had come within sight of Datar. The preemptive force would soon be leaving to deal with them.
Leon held his chin as he sat upon the throne in the central hall of his palace in the God Kingdom, deep in thought. He had been able to convert many strong Minor Gods and celestial creatures into his loyal summons while also boosting his own personal strength at a speed that was unheard of at this level. Already, he had touched upon the dividing line that separated a Major God from a Minor God, but even he could tell that he would never be able to make the change in time. There was just too much to do that he could not do with the snap of a finger.
