Chapter 627

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As the Magic of the Stars triggered its ultimate power, Silatuna’s body began to crumble.

Silatuna, writhing in pain, suddenly raised her arm.

Her abnormal arm instantly transformed into a massive blade-like form.

SWOOSH!

Without hesitation, Silatuna severed her own colossal body.

The End spell rapidly disintegrated the severed portion of Silatuna’s body.

Witnessing this, Leo narrowed his eyes.

“So this is how it is.”

End is a magic of destruction that endlessly pulverizes any object it strikes. For this reason, it has become a symbol akin to Luna’s emblem.

In most cases, if struck by the End, annihilation is unavoidable.

However, even this absolute destructive magic has its drawback:

Its power is extremely dependent on the user’s magical energy.

If someone with Luna’s level of magical power completes the End spell, there would be no time to react properly—it would be impossible to avoid being overwhelmed.

But Leo’s magical power doesn’t reach Luna’s level, which is why Silatuna wasn’t completely annihilated.

Silatuna is a Legion Commander. Specifically, the being who survived countless millennia to rule the world as a symbol of terror during the Era of Catastrophe.

At that time, the Great Heroes attempted to eradicate all the Legion Commanders, engaging in continuous battles against them. And Silatuna was the one who survived through all of that struggle.

Even though it was an unfamiliar magic for Silatuna, she quickly managed to comprehend a method to counter it.

“What… is this magic?”

A chilling aura of murderous intent emanated from Silatuna’s eyes.

It was a magic she had never seen before. Not only that—it was more than just something unfamiliar; its power was terrifying beyond measure.

“Was there someone among the elves who could wield such magic?”

A creeping sense of unease welled within her.

“Is that girl… Luna?”

Silatuna was well aware of her.

Luna Rubiness, the anomaly that emerged in the recently declining world.

“An outlier, the same as the Hero of Survival, the Foolish One, and the God’s Blacksmith.”

Had it not been for them, the world would have long since been reduced to ashes by the flames of Erebus.

“So, this is the last obstacle destined to interfere with the will of the gods?”

With a chilling gaze, Silatuna looked towards the direction from which the magic had originated.

There, she saw something.

A single beautiful elf coming straight at her.

Her silver eyes blazing, and a gaze filled with a cold murderous intent unlike any elf should possess—as if challenging Silatuna.

It was unmistakable that she was the caster of the unfamiliar magic.

The mage was charging at her alone, as though daring Silatuna to face her.

Under different circumstances, Silatuna might have sneered in mockery at the obvious suicidal act.

But now, she could feel boiling anger rising from within her for unknown reasons.

[YOU WRETCHED b*tch! Are you desperate to d*e?!]

The mage, Luna, had no chance of defeating her in a direct fight.

After all, Silatuna was the Legion Commander of Tartarus—a dreaded existence that had ruled the world in terror as Erebus’ loyal follower.

The current actions of Luna were tantamount to looking down upon Silatuna herself.

In fact, the sneer on her opponent’s lips was clear proof of this.

As though victory was certain, with the gaze of someone observing a lowly insect.

[Hmph! If that’s how you want it, I’ll tear you to shreds entirely!]

GOOOO!

Dark magical energy began surging from Silatuna’s body. A curse quickly took form alongside it.

A Severe Disconnection Curse that spatially isolated them from the outside world.

With this, no one from the outside could assist Luna.

And not only that—it was impossible to escape from Silatuna now.

In this world, they were locked in a 1-on-1 confrontation with the Legion Commander.

[You will come to regret challenging me!]

KU-GAAAANG!

The earth itself trembled from the overwhelming killing intent and rage emanating from Silatuna.

In defiance of her massive size, Silatuna moved with incredible speed.

WHOOSH!

As she raised her arm, an immense force could be felt.

An attack from which no mage could escape at such proximity.

But tragically for Silatuna, the person before her was not Luna, nor even a mage.

Leo unleashed an overwhelming burst of energy.

SHINING!

Golden energy flared around Leo’s feet.

[SO YOU’RE AN ORERA!]

But that was just the beginning.

CRACCKKKK!

A pure white lightning began to crackle in Leo’s hands.

The essence of Pegasus King Albus’ power.

The sight of the energy swirling around Leo’s fingertips stained Silatuna’s face with shock.

[YOU HAVE SPIRITUAL ENERGY?!]

Arion’s orera combined with his summoning skills, Leo closed the distance between them at an incredible speed.

“A large target like you makes this easy.”

Leo’s mocking words were followed by a swift punch straight into Silatuna’s face.

SHINING! BAAANG!

A brilliant white flash and lightning surged throughout the area.

The essence of Pegasus King’s lightning acted as a natural opposing force to Silatuna.

CRRAAAAACK!

The giant body of Silatuna, whose upper body was severed from the head, swayed and collapsed backwards.

KUUUUUANG!

A loud roar resounded alongside the quake of the earth.

Leo, with crossed arms, stared down at the fallen Silatuna.

At that moment, a chilling sound of bones and flesh twisting could be heard.

As her fallen body distorted, it began to compress into a smaller form.

Eventually, Silatuna transformed into a human shape and glared upward at Leo.

“I heard the Hero of Survival was a human.”

Her frantic demeanor from earlier was now gone, replaced somewhat by a cold composure despite being in the throes of rage. She was carefully assessing this mysterious elf standing before her.

All Classes.

Of all things that Silatuna, as one of Erebus’ loyal followers, understood the significance of, this was paramount.

“Why? Are you scared? Is it because another nemesis to Erebus has emerged?”

At Leo’s words, Silatuna’s face became rigid.

‘How does he know…’

Gnashing her teeth as she stared at the opponent seemingly aware of the true power she possessed, Silatuna thought:

‘Somehow, I must be annihilated.’

Feeling an unusual aura of murderous intent in Leo’s eyes, Silatuna smiled, her lips curling slightly.

“You want to k*ll me, don’t you? After all, I’ve devoured countless members of your kind. Elves are quite delicious.”

She tried to provoke him using words likely to stir an elf whose strong empathy might be triggered.

“That’s only natural. After all, when you see insects crawling around your house, it’s human nature to feel the need to get rid of them.”

“You damned elf… have you bitten off more than you can chew?!”

“Perhaps I have.”

Yet Leo remained unfazed.

On the contrary, seeing her mockery, Silatuna felt a constant churning sensation deep within her.

“Boasting won’t help you. The fact remains that your kind is destined for extinction.”

“Oh, is that so? Let me prophesy something for you.”

Leo grinned slightly.

“You won’t destroy the world. In twenty years, Erebus will fall at our hands.”

“Bullshit.”

“Does it sound like that to you? But it’s the truth. The fall of the King of Gluttony Jormungand is just the beginning.”

Silatuna’s expression hardened instantly.

‘How does he know…’

She had heard about the fall of Gluttony King Jormungand.

However, the elves were not supposed to know that.

There were only two survivors from that battle: the Foolish One and the Hero of Survival.

And she knew they were coming here.

This attack was launched before their arrival with the aim of destroying the elves.

‘There would be no way for the Foolish One and the Hero of Survival to communicate this information…’

In the realm of influence of the Legion Commanders, communication magic was impossible due to the power of curses.

“The world is going to be saved, Demon Queen.”

“You talk too much for someone who will d*e here.”

GOOOOO!

Dark magical energy began to surge from Silatuna’s body again.

“Enough with your boasting. Face the reality—eliminating insignificant pests like you is easy. It takes just one strike… And you, of all things, dare talk about saving the world?”

Leo nodded in response to Silatuna’s words.

“Yes. Even one strike from you would likely k*ll me.”

Leo’s eyes narrowed.

“However, let’s see if you can manage even one strike.”

KU-GAAANG!

Silatuna’s hand stretched unnaturally, rushing towards Leo.

Leo easily evaded the attack.

“Where do you think you’re running?”

As Silatuna mocked him, she prepared the next attack.

From her outstretched arm, new arms began to sprout.

As she watched the horrifying spectacle of flesh and limbs approaching her like a spider web, Leo curled his lips into a smirk.

‘I see it clearly.’

The pattern of the attacks Silatuna was about to use.

If we compare the pure power of Silatuna from 5000 years later to her current self, the current Silatuna is overwhelmingly stronger.

Silatuna of the future had lost her authority.

And at this moment, Leo’s power was slightly weaker than that of the future Silatuna.

Under normal circumstances, there would be no contest.

However…

‘Extrasensory Perception.’

Leo’s senses sharpened to the utmost degree.

Combat prowess isn’t decided solely by physical strength.

Even if the current Silatuna is physically more powerful than the future Silatuna, in battle, the Silatuna from 5000 years later was far more threatening.

Survivors of the fierce war aimed at saving and destroying the world over the next twenty years weren’t limited to the Great Heroes.

Silatuna herself had had no choice but to constantly hone herself in order to survive.

Creating unconventional attacks, ceaselessly altering the pattern of her dark magic.

To avoid being outsmarted by the heroes…

To k*ll the heroes.

In the end, it was to obliterate the world.

As they became stronger and gained experience, the same was true for the Legion Commanders.

‘Their true terror lies in this.’

In having survived.

Compared to the three great Legion Commanders from 5000 years later, Silatuna before him now was little more than a brutish, powerful youth.

‘Not wise enough, nor wicked enough to match the future.’

Just a brute, wielding her power with abandon.

‘There’s nothing easier than taking on a reckless brute who overestimates their own strength.’

Thus, to Leo, Silatuna’s attacks were crystal clear.

For one who had spent countless hours devising ways to eliminate Silatuna, the present Silatuna posed no great threat.

This Severe Disconnection Curse too falls into the same category.

‘If it were the Silatuna from the future, she wouldn’t have rashly cast the Severe Disconnection Curse.’

From Leo’s perspective, the most threatening aspect of Silatuna’s current power was her Legion.

A colossal unknown force that could sway the balance.

But Silatuna hadn’t brought her Legion into this Severe Disconnection realm.

A younger Silatuna would have definitely sought to tear him apart herself at the very sight of him.

Any mistake would be fatal.

But the time and experience Leo had accumulated left no room for error.

‘The Legion without Silatuna amounts to half their force at best.’

While holding Silatuna here, the elves outside would endure.

Though endurance alone wouldn’t guarantee victory.

As time passes, despair would continue to cast its shadow.

But Leo knew who was currently heading to the Elf’s Forest.

‘There’s no repeating history.’

Leo curled his lips in a smirk as he recalled Zorea sending him here.

‘There’s nothing extraordinary about this battle for me.’

To Leo, this fight was merely a rehearsal of past battles.

‘The next one is you, wait and see.’

Leo’s sword sliced through the air, leaving a trail of gray.

SWISH!

Silatuna’s head soared into the sky.

Her face was stained with shock.

‘Why! Why am I failing?!’

The elf in front of her felt like a puppeteer, manipulating her.

He knew her better than she did herself.

‘This… this is impossible! I am… Legion Commander, Demon Queen Silatuna!’

Dark energy surged wildly from Silatuna’s body.

It was a curse, one of the strongest powers known to demons.

CRACK!

The magical formation creating the curse shattered momentarily.

Silatuna’s face became rigid.

“How…?”

“I saw how to dismantle it.”

In a cold tone, Leo severed the hovering head of Silatuna in two.

‘My Legion! I need my Legion!’

Without understanding the reason, the enemy seemed to comprehend her entirely.

Realizing the mistake of bringing her opponent into the Severe Disconnection realm, Silatuna’s pale face tried to lift the barriers around the world.

But Leo had already foresight here too.

The activation of the release spell was slower than the destruction of the spell by Leo’s blade.

Leo spoke in a sinister tone.

“Where do you think you’re running?”

GOOOOO!

The surging murderous intent dyed Silatuna’s face with fear.

“Please… spare me…”

CHOP!

Silatuna’s desperate plea was shattered mid-word.

Witnessing this, Leo declared:

“You d*e here.”