Leonel couldn't deal with these two as casually as the first, and the white-furred Oryx was already prepared to parry away his first assault.
'Hm...'
Leonel grabbed out with his Earth Force and suddenly slightly changed the direction of the halberd flying toward the white-furred Oryx. The man was taken aback, realizing his fist was about the miss the mark.
At the same time, Leonel took another step forward.
The two black-furred Oryx were relying on absolute strength to overwhelm them, a fury fuelled by their hatred of him for what he had done to their companion. New n0vel chapters are published on
It was harder to deal with such a thing without exhibiting some more of his strength.
He had some leeway because it was doubtful than anyone would be coming to support these six in short order. If Leonel was correct, this outpost was theirs to manage, and they probably wouldn't have thought it necessary to send a message back.
In that case, he could take a less forceful and speedy approach to the situation.
His spear danced, using three or four attacks to counter just one Oryx. Light Force wrapped around him and several clones began to appear around him. In that moment, mirrors of gold filled the Ancient Battlefield and Leonel seemed to enter and vanish from one, instantly appearing in another without any time passing by at all.
This was the technique he had been playing around with after his spar with Cindra. In this world, it was probably better to use less of his true calling cards.
The world knew him best for his Dream Sovereignty. After that, his Destruction, Spear and Bow Sovereignty were close seconds.
This didn't mean that Leonel wouldn't use them if he absolutely had to, but there was no point in doing so against opponents this weak.
It wasn't yet time to go all out, and he certainly wouldn't expose himself as Leonel Morales just yet if he could help it.
So Leonel hooked a thumb over his shoulder, pointing toward the dying Oryx.
"Tell you what. You tell me why, and I'll save you and your companions. They don't really have much time left, you know. It's probably best if you hurry up. If they die first, I can't really help you anymore, now can I?"
Struggle appeared in the depths of the white-furred Oryx's eyes, but soon it became resolve. If he did this to save his companions, then he would be tarnishing their honor. At that point, they would rather die anyway, so what would be the point?
Leonel chuckled. He could have expected this as well.
"Seems I don't have a choice."
Leonel reached down and killed the white-furred Oryx. He would have preferred to not do this, but there was no other choice.
[Arise].
Soon, Leonel had a group of 24-hour minions, and he came to understand the situation.
It seemed that the humans weren't just resting on their hands. They were actively trying to find ways to survive rather than sitting on their hands.
It turned out this final human empire was known as the Fleeting Cloud Empire. They were an odd mutation of offspring between humans and the last remnants of the Cloud Race that had been wiped out from this world many generations ago.
As such, they had a few abilities in the Cloud Race as well, though not as perfect. They were using those abilities to infiltrate and wreak havoc, trying to find a path out for themselves.
Ultimately, they had assumed that Leonel was one of these people, and they wanted to see what his intentions were.
None of this was what was most interesting to Leonel, though... what truly caught his attention was when his Oryx summons mentioned a leader of the Sea Gods in passing.