The two didn't speak immediately, nor did Leonel's expression waver. He just looked at her for a long time, feeling that her timing was pretty awful... or far too good, depending on how one looked at it.
Leonel hadn't expected to end up as injured as he had during the first battle. He planned to use the trio of beasts as a whetstone, but had ultimately ended up suffering from success.
The result was that Blackstar had used up all of his stamina and Leonel could only send him into the Segmented Cube, and now even Leonel himself had to retract his Divine Armor.
It had been a very long time since Leonel's Divine Armors had a stamina drain on him, but it also had to be remembered that one of his uncle's go-to methods of training was perpetually keeping his Divine Armor active.
Leonel had seen this once before, and his uncle had ended up taking it off just so he could see the avalanche of sweat beneath.
This was all to say that activating Divine Armor was certainly a sort of attack on the body, and it wasn't an easy thing to withstand.
Unfortunately, in this case, it was even more exaggerated because Leonel had created an unprecedented Divine Armor, one that pulled on everything he had just to sustain it.
There was a reason he had ended up half-dead just attempting to fuse with it.
So, it could be said that Minerva's timing truly was horrible.
However, Leonel didn't seem to notice that, or her relative closeness.
With Minerva's strength, even hundreds of meters of separation would have been far too close. But the fact that she was only three meters away seemed to be her making a point.
She could get this close without him noticing anything, and yet she didn't even take advantage, just standing there quietly.
The scariest part was that Leonel had no way of confirming exactly how long she had been standing there unless he had something like El'Rion's reverse time ability to watch the sequence of events. For all he knew, she could have been behind him for hours.
It certainly wasn't so exaggerated, because in the end, Leonel had still sensed her.
But all of this still told Leonel something very important.
She felt subtle ripples of space in the surroundings, and though her wings easily canceled them out, just the act of doing so exposed her position.
Emulation Spatial Force, the perfect fusion of Dream Force and Spatial Force, and it was at the Quasi Creation State.
No, there was an Innate Node involved, so it was no weaker than a Force at the true Creation State.
This meant that Leonel had at least two Forces at that level.
A shocking matter indeed.
"Nothing to say?" Minerva suddenly asked.
"What?" Leonel asked in an even tone. "You want to hear that you're still not as beautiful as my wife?"
Minerva looked at Leonel curiously. He was speaking just the same as in the past, but the hints of playfulness were all gone.
It made her realize something.
Maybe... she had truly never fought against a serious Leonel.
And she was right.
Leonel had been infuriated many times since coming to the Complete Worlds, and many more dangerous situations. But the last time he had truly taken things seriously was during the Heir Wars.
Since then, no one had been able to push him to the brink, and he seemed to always easily have enough power to overcome all obstacles.
Even Demi-Gods and real Gods were no strangers to his puppet strings. He even had to force himself to respect people by changing the path of his Dream Force.
But right now, he seemed to be like a fully drawn bow, like a spear piercing through the skies.