The Greatest Warrior of All Time Returns-Chapter 390

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Chapter 390

The enemies inside the rift were the Gatekeeper and countless monsters that appeared to be his subordinates.

The moment the Gatekeeper showed himself, the monsters swarmed together as one.

TUUUNG!!!

Bow Star, Yuhav, lightly drew the string of her massive bow—nearly as large as her own body.

Her arrow tore through the air with a thunderous roar, its trajectory clipping every monster caught within its range.

“Not yet. It’s still too soon…”

She murmured under her breath.

After Leon Cascadia’s appearance and his clash with the Gatekeeper, the creature’s abilities had begun to weaken.

She didn’t know exactly how Leon had done it, but maintaining those powers clearly consumed far more than expected.

After all, Leon hadn’t done anything particularly special during the fight.

That meant their own strength hadn’t fully recovered yet.

And yet, there was no problem in battle.

If this was the case now, just how strong would they become once the divine authority completely faded?

By nature, the Stars were all people starved for strength.

They had climbed this far precisely because they craved power.

That was why it was impossible not to be astonished that a single elixir could strengthen them to this extent.

“Sufficient.”

Crunch. Crack!

The Battle Star, Sevinel Harper, grabbed a monster with his bare hands and tore it in half, releasing an explosive surge of aura.

Yuhav Redis turned her gaze aside.

Among the Stars, quite a few had been deeply skeptical of elixirs.

They were the sort who insisted that only one’s own effort deserved reward.

But now—even they seemed shaken, having realized that what they had piled up through “effort” wasn’t all that much, and that most of it had been talent to begin with.

“Elixirs! Better elixirs! We need more damn good elixirs!”

Crunch!! Crack!!

Sevinel Harper roared as he ripped apart the last remaining monsters with his bare hands.

At this point, wasn’t he basically an elixir zealot?

Their strength had almost fully recovered.

Not only had they regained their original power—they had surpassed it.

From here on, it was essentially the elixir’s growth range.

For those who had been quietly preparing for death, this completely reversed situation was hard to believe.

Once again, she turned her gaze toward Leon.

Judging by appearance alone, Leon looked several years older.

But in truth, Yuhav herself was far older than Leon.

Due to her unique constitution and the power she had accumulated, she barely aged at all—she hadn’t even properly grown.

Leon was nothing like that.

Curiosity stirred within her.

Just how could someone become that strong through pure effort alone?

Even if he’d been given twenty years at most.

Even if he trained twenty-four hours a day from the moment he was born, this still seemed impossible.

Leon’s fighting style could only be described as brutally straightforward.

He floated hexagonal mana fragments to block the enemy’s heavy, fast attacks, then plunged straight in, colliding directly with the enemy’s mana waves.

He forged spells in his hands and slammed them in at point-blank range.

It was the kind of infighting combat style only battle mages—madmen even among mages—would attempt.

And yet, there wasn’t a single visible flaw.

There were too many mysteries.

For one thing, while it was clear Leon had extraordinary magical talent, he hadn’t chanted even once since earlier.

No matter how fast, spellcasting was normally blocked by the wall of incantation.

There were ways to shorten chants, but an incantation wasn’t merely “speaking to mana”—it was a trigger.

It was as if a person fired a bow without ever drawing or releasing the string.

She wasn’t deeply versed in magic, but Leon’s current state was unmistakably abnormal.

Which only made him more fascinating.

“Osberg. Bellion. You old geezers—so you’ve been hogging something this interesting all to yourselves?”

“Ahem. Leon is not an object.”

“Is that what matters right now?!”

Now she finally understood why Osberg had once said he’d take a minor lord’s son from a weak country as his granddaughter’s husband.

Had he quietly bought low, planning to suck out all the profit later?

The thought was so absurd it left her speechless.

There was one more shocking thing.

The head of the Watchers.

Aside from the fact that she was a woman, Yuhav knew almost nothing about her—but her martial power was unmistakably overwhelming.

To this extent, she could easily rival the Stars themselves.

No—speaking coldly, among the Stars, very few could defeat her.

At least, in Yuhav’s estimation, if the Watchers’ leader were in perfect condition, defeat would be more likely than victory.

Had the Watchers’ leader always been this strong?

Though the Watchers were now divided, it felt as though there were simply too many things in this world she didn’t know.

Fsssssh!!

That was when it happened.

The Gatekeeper, who had been steadily pushed back, suddenly retreated far and raised his sword high.

“He’s trying something!”

The Stars, having finished clearing the surrounding monsters, drew their weapons at once and trained them on the Gatekeeper.

But—

KWAANG!!!!

Everyone sucked in a breath at the ominous power imbued in the sword swung toward Leon.

Could it be blocked?

Impossible.

That incomprehensible force couldn’t be stopped by a simple clash of strength—

Kagagagak!!

“What kind of madness—?!”

“Oh… my god. What am I witnessing…?”

The sight that followed left everyone aghast.

Leon charged head-on, receiving the Gatekeeper’s overwhelming mana pressure with nothing but raw mana from his bare body.

He gathered a terrifying bolt of lightning around his foot and, without hesitation, flew in and delivered a high kick straight into the Light Giant—the Gatekeeper’s head.

KWAANG!!!

That alone was insane enough.

But the real problem was that Leon won that absurd contest of mana.

Which meant that, in that instant, the density and quantity of mana Leon released surpassed that of the Gatekeeper.

The Light Giant, its ability canceled and repelled, crashed into the massive gate behind it and was smashed into it.

“No!!!”

The cry came from the Watchers’ leader, who had been silently observing the situation.

The other Stars, including Yuhav, looked at her strange reaction in confusion—but the reason soon became clear.

The Gatekeeper, after moving sluggishly for a moment, suddenly slid backward and vanished as if being absorbed into the gate itself.

“He escaped! If we don’t catch him quickly, who knows what he’ll do!”

She shouted—but Leon remained standing still.

“Hey! What are you—”

Ignoring them, Leon slumped down where he stood, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

“Done.”

At that moment—

Two rings appeared around him.

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The fiercely rotating rings suddenly split—each one dividing into eight.

Sixteen tightly packed rings of different colors filled the space, roaring as they poured out immense mana while spinning.

Everyone watched in breathless silence.

No one there was deeply versed in magic, but instinctively, they knew.

Leon was forcibly breaking through a wall.

Right here?

All of a sudden?

“Hey. Normally, how many circles does a mage have on average?”

“Idiot. A grand mage has six.”

“Then how do you explain sixteen?”

“How would I know, you old fossil? It must be something else that just looks like circles.”

The problem was that the drifting rings compressed again, and nine rings began to form anew.

Sixteen already defied common sense—now two more?

Two rings that appeared and vanished repeatedly around Leon felt fundamentally different from the others.

Those rings carried a chilling aura unlike the rest.

After a moment of silence—

The two rings failed to fully form and scattered away.

“It feels like it should work… but somehow it keeps failing.”

Leon muttered, puzzled.

“Is adaptation the issue? Or is my speed not keeping up?”

After a short while, Leon stood up.

“Is anyone injured?”

“None so far. Our strength is fully back. But, Leon—how long does this elixir last?”

At Osberg’s question, Leon thought quietly before answering.

“There were no clinical trials, but if my calculations are right, about six hours.”

Even the duration was absurd.

Yuhav slowly approached Leon.

“Hey, young man. Truly impressive. Thanks to you, we survived.”

She smiled cutely, hands clasped behind her back, looking up at him—prompting the Radiant One and the Battle Star to click their tongues.

And then Bellion Krevad, the Spear saint didn’t hold back.

“You senile old hag—how dare you flirt in front of young blood?”

“Shut it, you old fossil! I’m younger than you lot!”

“Does that matter? To him, you and I are the same old geezers.”

As the argument broke out, Leon cast a sideways glance at Isna.

“Hey. He ran away. What do we do? If he hides behind the gate, opening it is the only option.”

“Opening the gate would be foolish. Even so, he can’t hide inside forever. If we wait about three days, he’ll come out.”

That would be their chance.

At that, Bellion asked,

“So… do we have enough food?”

“We’ve got plenty.”

In other words, they’d be staying in this bizarre space for three days.

Leon settled down at a spot not far from the gate and emptied his subspace.

Food, daily necessities, even tents for comfort spilled out.

But what caught everyone’s eyes most was a snow-white box of elixirs.

They were clearly the same improved elixirs they had just taken.

Seeing that, the Radiant Star spoke frankly. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

“I like that guy. Now I understand why Emperor Credos was so eager to grant him the title of Star.”

“……”

Despite having doubted Leon’s existence, the shift in attitude was remarkably clean.

Without realizing it, the supreme beings bearing the title of Star were becoming addicted to that rush.

“However, I do have a request.”

“What is it?”

“The reason I wanted to meet you all after the Star title was proposed wasn’t to obtain the title.”

“You’d refuse the title of Star? Is there any reason to do that?”

“I’m simply not interested in titles.”

My god.

A man who didn’t cling to honor!

The Stars’ favor toward him deepened even more.

“The reason I wanted to meet you all is simple. I need sparring partners.”

“Sparring… sounds good! We’re just waiting anyway. And you— you reek of a strong man. I can’t resist a bout with a strong opponent.”

Though it took a roundabout path, his goal had been achieved.

“All right. Once things are settled, I’ll help. What do you need?”

At Revolt’s question, Leon replied calmly.

“Well… only if you promise not to get angry.”

“What would I get angry about? We owe you our lives.”

Laughing heartily, he spoke—and after a moment’s hesitation, Leon answered.

“I’ll need at least three of you to attack me together.”

The atmosphere froze.

That statement was, effectively, a complete annihilation of a strong warrior’s pride.

As everyone fell silent, Leon shrugged.

“If that’s not possible, it can’t be helped.”

“Hah… haha. Look at this kid. Confidence that pierces the heavens and reaches the stars. Fine. You do know my strength is fully restored, right? Don’t complain if you’re the one who goes down first.”

“If I thought it was impossible, I wouldn’t have brought it up and offended you.”

If some other twenty-something punk had said that, they’d have been dismissed as a lunatic.

But this was Leon—the same Leon who had just shown them that spectacle.

Even for the Stars who had long stagnated, the temptation was irresistible.

“Hmph… fine. I’ll go first!”

The first to step forward was Bow Saint, Yuhav.

“Let’s see just how deep the potential of our handsome, fresh little pup goes.”

Outwardly, she looked endlessly young and cute—but she was undeniably a Star of the continent, an unrivaled master of archery, and a born competitor.

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