My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

If there were a list of Leon's most hated people, Velix would undoubtedly be at the top.

Though Jim was the mastermind behind the murderous plot, Rain had concocted the devouring poison, and Natasya had helped them, Leon knew that Velix was the true culprit behind it all.

Without Velix's orders, Jim, Rain, and Natasya would never have taken such actions.

As long as Velix remained alive, Leon would never find peace. Only one of them would survive—either him or Velix.

Meanwhile, the Fourth Apostle, seeing Athena and Leon in the sky, couldn't help but feel surprised.

"Who are those two? Why didn't the Red Dragon appear?" He frowned, clearly puzzled.

When he had viewed through the black dragon's sight, he had seen an enormous red dragon—the same one that had destroyed the monsters he sent after it, leaving him feeling deeply frustrated.

But now, instead of the enormous red dragon, two figures appeared—a handsome man and a stunning red-haired woman.

Had he mistaken something earlier?

"How is this possible? How could she be here?" The Fifth Apostle's voice trembled from beside him.

The Fourth Apostle quickly turned and saw his burly form shaking violently. Though his face was concealed by a hood, the Fourth Apostle could sense the fear radiating from him.

"Fifth Apostle, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so frightened? Do you know them?" he asked, confusion in his voice.

The Fifth Apostle took a deep breath, then responded with a serious expression, "I don't know the handsome man, but I recognize the red-haired woman. She is the most powerful and terrifying figure in the world—Athena Hellness, the Dragon Empress of the Dragon Empire!"

As soon as those words reached the ears of the Fourth Apostle and everyone else in the throne room, their expressions hardened, and their hearts pounded in their chests.

"What did you say? Athena Hellness? How is that possible?" The Fourth Apostle gasped in horror.

Though the Temple of Twilight had always been cloaked in darkness, it didn't mean they were unaware of the world outside.

Athena Hellness, the Dragon Empress, led the Dragon Empire and the entire dragon race. Her extraordinary abilities, terrifying cruelty, and unmatched power made her one of the most feared figures by the Temple of Twilight. Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire

Even the First Apostle had once warned them not to involve themselves with her, fearing it would endanger the Temple of Twilight. Now, that terrifying woman floated above them, staring down indifferently. How could he not be horrified?

Suddenly, his eyes widened as a realization struck him. "Wait a minute! Was that red dragon fighting my black dragon earlier... Athena Hellness?"

Everything clicked into place. It wasn't the red dragon that had disappeared—it had transformed into that terrifying woman!

"Damn! This is truly dangerous!" the Fourth Apostle thought to himself, his fear intensifying.

He hadn't expected someone as powerful as Athena to side with the rebel forces. Had he known, he wouldn't have offered himself as a representative of the Temple of Twilight to cooperate with Velix. Fear gripped his heart, and the urge to flee became overwhelming.

However, recalling the importance of his cooperation with Velix for the Temple of Twilight's future rise, he gritted his teeth, suppressing his fear. He couldn't show cowardice in front of his comrades.

While the Fourth and Fifth Apostles were paralyzed by shock and fear, Velix, sitting on the throne, was undoubtedly the most affected by the arrival of the two.

As the Holy Emperor, Velix had met Athena several times and could recognize her with a single glance. Though deeply shocked by her involvement in the rebellion, the astonishment paled in comparison to the presence of the man beside him—the Sword Hero of Mankind, Leon Kruger!

"Leon? How is this possible? Didn't he die in the Desert of Chaos?" Velix gasped, horror creeping into his voice as he clenched his palms tightly.

His body stiffened, and his face betrayed the fear he could not hide.

As a Holy Emperor revered by all mankind, Velix was a man who could usually regain his composure quickly, no matter the situation.

Whether it was the conquest of the Elysium Holy Empire's cities by the rebel forces or the siege of the capital, he had always been able to suppress his anxiety and worry.

But now, he couldn't find any peace. Leon, who should have been dead, was still alive.

If not for his clear mind, he would have been convinced everything was just a dream.

In that moment, a flood of recent events rushed back to him—humanity's defeat in the Desert of Chaos, the rebellion of the noble families, and Albert's betrayal—all swirling in his mind.

In an instant, a bold thought struck him, and his heart raced.

"Is all of this Leon's doing?" He muttered through gritted teeth, anger boiling inside him.

As much as he wanted to deny it, he had no arguments to counter the possibility.

The entire situation was far too coincidental, and no one, other than Leon, seemed a more fitting mastermind.

"Are you pleased with the gift I prepared for you, Velix?"

Leon and Athena slowly descended above the ruins of the throne room's gate.

Leon drove the tip of the Holy Sword of Zenith into the stone rubble of the palace wall, folding his arms across his chest as he looked at Velix with a playful glint in his eyes.

At those words, Velix's anger erupted. His eyes reddened, and in a hoarse voice, he demanded, "Was all of this your doing, Leon?"

Though he already knew the answer, something in him demanded to hear it from Leon himself.

Leon didn't hesitate, responding casually, "Yes, everything was my doing. Consider it a gift of my arrival for you. Are you happy with it?"

"Bastard!" Velix roared, and a powerful aura erupted from his body.

The pressure from his aura flooded the throne room, overwhelming everyone. Even the Fourth Apostle, Fifth Apostle, Second Apostle, Emissary of the First Apostle, and all the members of the Temple of Twilight could feel its weight.

The Fifth Apostle, the Fourth Apostle, and the Second Apostle quickly resisted the pressure of the aura, while the others felt their chests tighten and their legs weaken.

Meanwhile, Leon and Athena remained completely calm, standing as if the powerful aura had no effect on them whatsoever.

Velix must have expended much of his mana to maintain the previous barrier magic, which meant such weak pressure had no impact on them.

Leon looked at Velix with an indifferent gaze, his eyes gleaming coldly. "I know you didn't expect me to be alive, did you? At first, Jim, Rain, and Natasya felt the same way. But I've already sent them to the underworld, and today, it's your turn."

Leon's words hit Velix like a bolt of lightning. The fierce anger on his face slowly gave way to disbelief.

"Are they dead?" he asked, his voice trembling.

"Yes, they're dead," Leon replied bluntly.

Velix felt the energy drain from his body, leaving him frozen with a blank expression.

He had always hoped that those three were still alive, but now, they were dead, and the one responsible was none other than Leon, the man who should have been dead!

Leon paid no attention to Velix, his gaze sweeping over the black-cloaked figures near the stairs leading to the throne. It finally landed on the Second Apostle, whose left hand was missing.

A faint, mocking smile curled on Leon's lips. "I didn't expect we'd meet again, Second Apostle. Is the pain from losing your left hand still lingering?"

At those words, shock rippled through the members of the Temple of Twilight. Before they could react, however, the usually composed Second Apostle chuckled.

"The pain has faded, Sword Hero Leon Kruger—or should I say, the Fated One?"

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