Chapter 305: Perfect (1/2)

Leonel didn't wait for Lamorak's response. He had already taken a step forward and nocked his first arrow.

Bronze Runes lit all across his body, a halo of violet-bronze hanging above his head. At the same time, a crown etched itself across his forehead, making him look no different from a holy king.

This experience taught Leonel something very important. His Soul Force stamina wasn't just about the amount of Soul Force reserves he had, but also about how quickly he was able to replenish it.

The slow spinning of his Two Stars wasn't meaningless. At all times, they were siphoning Force from the surroundings and converting it into Soul Force for his use. The reason he had ended up in such a sorry state before was because he had used up his Soul Force faster than his constitution could replenish it.

Once his Soul Force dried up, the power balance of his Ethereal Glabella broke, causing his Stars to lose their impetus to spin. As a consequence, he needed far more Soul Force to allow them to begin to spin once more.

However, the instant they began to move once again, Leonel didn't have to wait for the rest of his Soul Force to recover. He could entirely rely on his Stars to replenish his Spirit Pressure faster than he was using it.

Leonel activated 'Hot Streak' without a second thought, firing out five shots before Lamorak could even understand the change to the situation.

Five mages found a bloody hole to their forehead before they registered any pain. Their dazes became dull, falling down in a heap of their own flesh.

Lamorak was stunned by the sudden change before his eyes turned a furious shade of red.

”BOY!”

Leonel's expression turned cold.

”I have long since been tired of you.”

These were the second time Leonel spoke these words. But, compared to the first time, he meant them even more.

He watched Lamorak pick himself up and charge toward him with a cold expression. As though he didn't realize the danger he was in, he continued firing. It felt as though every step forward Lamorak took, another one of his people would fall. No matter how much he raged and shouted, Leonel didn't seem to hear any of it.

”You… You monster…”

Lamorak steps had almost reached Leonel, but his spirit was tired. He hadn't held back at all while trying to kill Leonel just now. It could be said that he was already a spent force, yet Leonel was actually alive.

It seemed like it was all a joke. He, a Knight of the Round Table, wasn't able to kill someone who couldn't even move to defend themselves.

Leonel almost laughed at Lamorak's words.

”Monster? When did I ever target any humans? How many demons have I kill in comparison to humans? Now you want to surround me, pray on me, kill me, and then call me a monster when I retaliate?

”There was a point in time where I saw you as a rival to surmount. You have no idea how many thoughts I've spared toward you in just the last month. But, you've disappointed me.

”I realize now that being powerful doesn't make one worthy of respect.”

Leonel smiled. It was a smile of relief, the kind one could only smile after a great burden had been taken from their hearts.

His loss to Lamorak had been weighing on his mind for a long time. But, he finally felt that weight lifted from him today.

Leonel met Lamorak's gaze. He could see that the latter's gaze was still reddened to the point of irrationality. Even if he heard Leonel's words, it was unlikely that he had recognized his faults. But, Leonel no longer cared.

He fired a last arrow, slaughtering the last of the humans before turning his attention back toward Lamorak. However, Leonel was stunned to realize that this Grand Knight wasn't even moving toward him anymore.

He looked toward Leonel like a wounded beast. Then, did something that left Leonel not knowing how to feel.

Lamorak stared toward Leonel with bloodshot eyes. His Force surged, building up toward his head.

In the next instant, his head exploded. It was a level of gruesome that couldn't even be explained.