"Heh heh, you guys have fun with him. I'm off to find my beloved Sienna," Robin said with a lecherous grin, turning to run towards the bamboo grove.
However, as soon as he started, he saw a shadow flash before him. Then he felt a crushing force on his chest, and hot blood surged up his throat and spilled out.
"Stay away from her!"
A pair of red, transparent eyes and a mouth baring fangs warned him!
How could this be...
Robin fell to the ground, trampled and incredulous.
Earl and Garcia were momentarily stunned.
"Are you a Blood Clan too?"
"No..."
Before the words were finished, Leon had already disappeared.
When he reappeared, Leon was right above Earl, still wearing a calm smile. He made a cutting motion with his hand, as silent as a knife, aiming for Earl's neck!
From the start, Leon had decided to end this fight in the most lethal way possible.
With his speed and strength, which could be described as "superhuman," Leon's sudden attack was practically impossible to defend against. In this night, any extra second spent was a waste of time to Leon.
Never had he felt such a surge of confidence. Even knowing the two men before him were Western Blood Clan with considerable prowess, Leon still wore a smile.
A smile of absolute disdain.
In that instant, his fingers vibrated at high frequency, blurring into a gray shadow that sketched a deathly color.
"Shing!"
Earl hadn't expected Leon's speed to be so fast. He raised his arms to block, and in that moment, Leon saw a pair of anticipated red eyes.
Blood Clan.
Earl was hit and forced back, but Leon continued his attack.
A large hand suddenly intercepted Leon's path. Garcia's claw, capable of tearing through steel, showed him that the world was far more complex than he thought.
With a dull thud, Garcia's palm completely absorbed Leon's attack. The muscles in his hand swelled instantly, meeting Leon's punch head-on.
The oppressive force of Leon's punch made his pupils contract. Without hesitation, he flickered away, his black silhouette slicing through the air to reappear five yards away.
As Leon moved, Earl's powerful punch smashed into the space he had just vacated, sending lines of cracks through the ground.
Earth and debris shot skyward with explosive force. If Leon had been a fraction slower, he would have been engulfed by that force.
Earl and Garcia's faces turned cold. No longer composed, they looked at Leon with disbelief. "A Blood Clan... How is it possible?"
"By the way, can I ask you a question?" Leon thought for a moment. "I'm quite curious about the Blood Clan. Could you tell me about it?"
"Go to hell!"
The two men attacked from both sides, leaving a shadow in the night.
The air thickened with an almost tangible energy, wrapping around Leon with the pressure of a strong wind, aiming to paralyze him.
However...
Leon flexed his limbs slightly, shattering the pressure instantly.
A sudden change.
Leon's seemingly frail figure roared through the air, wild and unstoppable, appearing before Earl in a flash. One hand seized Earl's massive punch.
The tremendous force transmitted through Earl's fists stunned him, freezing his punch in mid-air.
Incredibly!
Earl looked in shock, his vision filled with the piercing violet eyes of Leon and his ever-present disdainful smile.
Pure-blood?!
Earl was horrified. He tried to escape, but Leon's speed was a step ahead.
Leon's foot slammed onto Earl's shoulder.
Though it was hard to imagine how much strength Leon used, Earl's face turned pale. Despite his body's ability to bear thousands of pounds, the clear sound of bone snapping echoed in the night, making it obvious to anyone what had happened.
Boom!
With a second stomp on his spine, Earl lost all ability to struggle, pinned under Leon's foot.
Garcia hesitated briefly, showing the most terror he'd ever experienced in his life.
His red eyes blazed.
The Blood Clan charged, his momentum like a freight train.
Leon met his charge with his shoulder, without hesitation.
Boom!
The sound of a heavy impact echoed as Garcia and Leon collided. To an outsider, Garcia, inheriting Western Blood Clan traits, seemed overwhelmingly strong with a body reinforced to greater resistance and destructive power.
Leon, by contrast, seemed fragile.
But victory had clearly chosen the young man.
At the first collision, Garcia felt Leon's overwhelming force. He fought back desperately, but the gap between a Blood Clan and a Pure-blood was too vast. He was sent flying, landing tens of yards away before he could stop.
Eyes burning with rage, Garcia realized they had suffered a crushing defeat. They had lost the initiative completely.
That damned Robin, what kind of opponent had he provoked?!
Garcia's tongue tasted the tang of fear.
Leon's strength was beyond his expectations. He hadn't imagined this honest-looking boy would have the violet eyes of a Pure-blood.
He couldn't afford to lose!
Intolerable!
Muscles twitching with anger, Garcia clenched his fists and charged.
At the same time, a pitch-black short blade appeared in his hand, almost transparent, with a hint of black gleam that signified its sharpness.
With a cross of his hands, the black blade slid to his elbow. Licking his cracked lips, Garcia's gray eyes lit with excitement as he launched an unexpected attack.
He believed this all-out strike would cause his opponent severe damage.
Even if you're a Pure-blood, age and experience will let me win!
Garcia resolved to teach this young man a harsh lesson.
The blade slashed Leon's body, its edge cutting through muscle and blood vessels with a satisfying sound.
Garcia's excitement grew.
But the sound abruptly stopped. Garcia was horrified to find his blade had passed through air.
Leon had blocked the blade with a single arm, using sheer strength without any equipment.
How could this happen!
Garcia's eyes widened in terror.
"Now, are you interested in telling me about your Blood Clan circle?" Leon asked leisurely, watching the defeated opponent.
"You won't kill me?" Garcia asked, surprised.
"Isn't it obvious? I want to meet the Blood Clan leader!" Leon's violet eyes gleamed. "Is that a problem?"
"...No problem!" Garcia answered cautiously. His previous arrogance and sharp teeth had been ground down by Leon.
Leon picked up the groaning Earl with one hand, activating Time Rewind on him.
Scenes played out, though the memories didn't go far back, likely due to Earl being a Blood Clan. The final image was of a castle in Romania.
"By the way, why do you want this crystal so much?" Leon asked, holding up the primordial stone.
Garcia hesitated, then replied, "It's an order from above. We must retrieve it!"
"Is that so? No other reason?"
"I don't know."
"Remember to have your leader call me. I can give it to him as a gift," Leon said playfully.
Garcia, surprised at Leon's easy-going nature, didn't realize it was just bait.
Watching them leave, Leon stayed on the field for a moment, letting the cool wind clear the deceptive euphoria. The power of the Pure-blood was indeed strong, but using it always gave him a somewhat deceptive high that was troublesome.
After a while, Leon exhaled.
Suddenly, a scream pierced the wind.
Leon froze, then hurried toward the sound, but stopped after a few steps.
Garcia was running toward him, terrified, his face pale.
A silver light pierced his body, and Garcia fell.
"What happened?" Leon asked urgently.
"Saint... Saint..." Garcia gasped.
"What saint? What happened?" Leon's face changed.
A sharp sound of something cutting through the air came suddenly.
Leon retreated without hesitation.
In the darkness, a burst of silver light flashed over Garcia's body, turning the Blood Clan into charred remains.
Leon frowned. Bad luck. Just when he was about to get more information on the Blood Clan, someone intervened.
Even with a calm mind, Leon was a bit irritated.
He looked up to see the attacker.
He gasped.
Out of the darkness came a young girl.
She wore a white, palace-style coat with gold clasps linked by fine gold chains at the waist. The snow-white boots also had gold chains, and she held a white sword wrapped in gold in her right hand. Her left hand was adorned with a fine chain, resembling an accessory. She looked like the heroine from one of Leon's favorite anime, with a sealed, inexplicable dangerous aura.
An incredibly dreamlike appearance.
The girl's flowing hair shimmered with a bright golden light. She kept her head down, her bangs covering her face, but an ethereal beauty emanated from her.
Leon was stunned.
She was the protagonist of the recent uproar at H University...
Exceptional Beauty Moonlight!