Chapter 379: Hate Moves (2/2)

Everyone could tell that Zilar was strong enough to become a Royal at worst. Yet, he was branded as a soldier now and had no choice but to abide by the rules of a soldier.

If Leonel had gone through the second phase like he was supposed to, it would have been impossible for him to become an Emperor and all the more impossible for him to claim the Dream Abode and put them in such a passive position.

Anared's gaze remained indifferent.

”The matters of the Keafir family are ours to deal with alone, since when was it the turn of the Cliff's Edge Terrace to speak on our matters? And, I'm also certain that if one were to pick out a traitor to our world… It most definitely wouldn't be me.”

Reynred's glare froze. Clearly, he hadn't expected such pointed words from Anared.

All the while, Leonel was lost in his own thoughts.

'Hm… If I go back and pass the trial of the second phase, my name would spread far and wide, right? Aina might hear about it…'

Leonel thought for a moment. With his intelligence, he could immediately see the animosity aimed toward him. And, when he noticed the glances toward Zilar on his back, he managed to put it all together himself.

Just when Leonel planned on acting on this though, he paused and grinned.

'Hate moves more than anything else.'

”Last I remembered, you're an Emperor too, correct?” Leonel looked toward Reynred with a childishly innocent gaze. ”If you want my Abode, go claim it.”

Suddenly, Leonel's warm smiling face became extremely punchable.

”In fact, I think I'm in the mood to claim more abodes. I'll be taking over the Star, Light and Darkness Abode. After I do, you can feel free to challenge any one of them.” Leonel pondered on something for a moment. ”Now that I think about it, don't you also get some benefits for challenging an Abode in enemy territory? You should want to, too. Right?”

Leonel's smile never faded despite sensing the animosity in the air.

Anared's brows furrowed, not quite understanding what Leonel was trying to do. Was he really just so arrogant?

”You don't believe me?” Leonel blinked innocently.

The crowd was riled up. They wanted to see nothing more than Leonel falling flat on his face. But, at the same time, they wanted to beat him up where he stood. The conflicting feelings left them feeling so stifled that several almost coughed up blood.

Just as Leonel was about to boldly lead everyone to the elite Abodes, the city shook once again.

Everyone's gaze shot toward the Northern Gates as they blasted open, causing the whole city to quake.

As though this was a catalyst, the Central Tower flickered.

A mass of energy converged toward the peak of the Tower. At first, the form they took was blurry, but it soon became a row of numbers that read:

9:23:59:59

A countdown to the third phase had begun.

In that moment, the suffocating aura around Brave City began to slowly weaken and anxious soon-to-be spectators excitedly stood. It seemed that the true Trials would be starting soon.