The battlefield suddenly became silent as they saw both the Emperor and Pope collapse on the ground!
"No…this can't be…" The soldiers and officials lost all their strength, dropping their swords in a fit of despair.
"How could this possibly be?"
"Just like that… he killed our greatest leaders?" Their eyes become bloodshot and a pressuring amount of fear descended on them like a gigantic boulder.
A cold piercing wind blew on Rachana's face. The shock and unbelief left her staring wide-eyed at Leon who was still looking at the Pope coldly.
He did not dare to let his guard down.
The power of the curse is monstrous, and if he managed to hit the two of them, it would be the Pope who would survive. That is because the tip of the sword exploded on Emperor Razak's side and not in him,
"Aaaack…" Pope Ramir gasped for air as he tried to use his curse power to repair his heart. Just like what Leon expected he still had a chance to survive.
The surviving lieutenants also noticed this and so they did not hesitate to summon all their puppet beasts and use them to distract Leon.
"Roar!"
The commotion woke Rachana back to reality. That's it… if her side loses, how would she be able to get the man for herself?
She had to do something to turn the tables around!
If not then what only awaits her is death! There is not even a chance for her to think of a way to control such a powerful person like Leon if their side would be defeated!
Rachana immediately racked her brains as she watched the others swarm to Leon like crazy. Now the role was reversed. They were now the ones who were desperately sacrificing themselves and stalling time for their Leader to have a chance to live.
Pope Ramir was trying to stay conscious as he rushed for his cursed power to hurriedly cure him. He was praying that Emperor Razak also had the chance to heal himself as well. As long as he stays conscious, they will have a chance to recover, even if their own heart explodes.
That is the power of the curse!
He also looked at the army who swarmed crazily at Leon like brainless zombies. He sighed in his heart and realized what they were doing.
They knew that they would only die at the hands of Leon. Because even if he was alone earlier in the fight, the army did not dare to directly attack him but could only deal with his contracted beasts.
But now…
Countless men fell on the ground, their gazes landed on Pope Ramir with a determined look.
'Use our life force, Pope!' That was the meaning of their gazes.
Pope Ramir trembled and started to suck the life force out of their dying bodies.
He did not even dare to hide it and just quickly sucked out their life force without reservation.
Leon immediately noticed it but because the amount of life force being gathered was too great, the Pope was now able to launch a few powerful attacks to keep his distance from him.
Finally determining that Leon was busy, Rachana moved to execute the plan in her mind.
Her body was still aching, however, she also gathered enough curse power to execute a few moves to go to a distance.
Then her figure secretly landed on an altar at the centermost part of the array and hid on it.
Leon and the others were on a battlefield near the south of the island and they would not be able to notice her because the altar she was in was far back.
She looked at Cornelius and found that he was still busy healing Eli. Her eyes flashed dangerously.
Then she slit her wrist once again and let her blood drip into the altar. Red blood kept flowing like a tiny stream at the face of the altar, but Rachana did not stop.
She circulated her curse power and the flow of the blood increased. After a few moments something changed.
The red-flowing blood slowly turned into purple and as it flowed deeper and deeper the color became so deep that it almost turned black.
Rachana gritted her teeth as she felt a strong wave of pain on her body as the dark purple blood flowed. "Come! Rescue us! My Lord!" She let a weak mumble but her desperation was apparent in her voice.
"Vrrrrr!!!"
Leon only realized that something was wrong when the island shook violently.
Then he looked around and saw a streak of purple light flash and connected from one direction to another.
Then finally it shot up in the sky.
It was not only the holy island that experienced the great earthquake.
Even the castle of the Vanderford Empire, the Vanderford Institute, several remote places across the Vanderford continent, the Mellenberg Territory… even the old Vesala territory and the working and fallen bases of the Spectre…
A purple light appeared in each of these locations and everyone near these territories could see a purple pillar light up the sky.
"So in the end… you, people, could not do anything without me in the picture."
As the strange phenomenon happened, Lord Raven, in his persona of a devilishly handsome man with red eyes uttered lazily.
There was a purple portal in front of him but he was not keen on moving at all.
Instead, he waved his hands to see what was the situation on the other side of the portal. The purple portal morphed into something like a mirror and showed the struggling Pope Ramir and the collapsed body of Emperor Razak.
Then the crazed soldiers were relentlessly sending themselves to death so that they could be food for Pope Ramir's recovery.
Finally Rachana, his vessel, who was desperately feeding her blood to the altar called him over.
Lord Raven's eyes darkened.
"Useless people…" This time his countenance changed, and the voice that came from his mouth sounded like two people.
"I have done everything and given them everything… but they were still so easily defeated like this?" his voice said.
"Then WE shall come forth and settle this matter. Or else the beings on that side would spite us for trying in vain!"
Then Lord Raven's eyes flashed from red to purple.
"Aren't we in control of the things in here? What can they do… didn't you even manage to defeat one of the guardians?"
Lord Raven's eyes flashed red once more and said, "Look at it yourself, your plans have all failed. The heavenly realm must have been laughing at us at the moment!"
There was a trace of anger and wrath in his voice but in the room, there was no sign of any other person to converse with him.
Instead, he seemed to be talking to himself.
"WE shall go then…" Two voices agreed with each other.
The Lord Raven's eyes flickered and he finally stood from the throne he was originally sitting on.
The portal which had turned into a mirror morphed once again and turned to its original state, then Lord Raven entered it without any sign of haste.
Shudder!!!
Back on the holy island, Cornelius and Leon along with Rachana, Pope Ramir and the rest felt an oppressive aura that almost forced them to kneel at once.
"He had come…" Leon's eyes squinted in a serious expression.
He knew at that moment that he would be facing the being that started it all!
Lord Raven… Fallen Angel Birsha!
He was curious if they were two beings or if they had already melded into one.
The others could not take the pressure and started to prostrate themselves before the being who was yet to appear.
But Leon and Cornelius gritted their teeth and stayed firm. There is no way that they will bow down to an evil being!
Pope Ramir suddenly became excited. At first, he was shocked to realize that the lord himself would come to their rescue.
But he soon realized that it was Rachana who was standing expectantly in the middle of the altar who made it all.
His eyes flashed in awe as he lifted his head and shouted among his people,"Behold! The Supreme being in all Prasinos had come!"
"Bow down and swear allegiance to him! Lord Raven, the mighty manifestation of the First Vesala and Deity Birsha!"
"We pay respects to the Supreme Being, Lord Raven!"
The surviving members of the army felt like their hope had come. So they immediately responded to Pope Ramir's call.
Lord Raven descended like he was indeed a deity worthy of every person's worship. His eyes were full of cold distance yet a feeling that he was superior above all.
"So who is the spiteful person who was causing trouble to my people?" His voice roared once again.
Just hearing two voices in one person made everyone's body shudder, regardless if it was out of fear or awe.
Then Lord Raven's gaze swept to the entire battlefield and saw Leon's unbending figure, his eyes squinted as he uttered lazily, "So it is you?"
"Are you so haughty to stand on a battlefield alone?" He asked Leon as he looked at Cornelius who was hugging Eli's unconscious body protectively.
But before Leon could open his mouth to answer, a valiant voice beat him to it, "Who says he is alone?"
