Leon seized the opportunity, holding the Chidori in his hand, and charged into the already-weakened fire.
He dashed through the firewall, bent low, and as his Chidori scraped across the expensive lawn Isha had bought,
"Brother-in-law, you have to help my sister plow the fields, huh! On behalf of the Melkvey family, thank you!"
Isha's shout was drowned out by the sound of a Chidori.
Leon became a blue streak of light, dashing toward Constantine.
Facing this resurrected "old friend," Leon didn't dare to slack off.
He had just witnessed that even Constantine's first move required the combined efforts of Rossweise and Isha, two Dragon Kings, to resist.
The monster in front of them was no longer just the 'Crimson Flame Dragon King'; it had much more powerful and complex powers.
As he thought, Leon struck out with Chidori, hitting Constantine's abdomen.
This strike caused Constantine to stop his charge.
However, Leon's expression grew grim.
The moment Chidori hit Constantine's body, the electric energy in Leon's hand completely dissipated.
It vanished like fire meeting water—without a trace.
"How could this happen…"
"Cos…mo...deous…!!"
The monster let out a hoarse, eerie scream, then burst forth with energy, sending Leon flying back.
After regaining his balance and standing upright, Leon muttered,
"Made into a monster, yet still recognizes me… So… how much do you hate me?"
Rossweise and Isha ran up, standing on either side of Leon.
"Did you learn anything?" Rossweise asked.
"His defense is much stronger than I thought."
Leon's tone was low, "A full-strength Chidori didn't have any effect on him."
Hearing this, Isha raised an eyebrow and glanced at her brother-in-law. She carefully sized up this man but didn't say anything.
[Author Note— Leon used the word 'Chidori'. Dragons normally call it 'Lightning Thrust'. Leon unknowingly called Chidori in front of Ishabella. This was the biggest moment where, in the future, Isha doubted and almost revealed Leon's human identity. This moment confirmed Isha's doubt: Her Brother-in-law is not a Dragon.!]
"This time, let's try together," Rossweise said.
Leon nodded, "Alright."
The three of them assumed their attacking stances and charged toward Constantine.
Meanwhile, on a mountain in the distance, Scott stood with his hands behind his back,
"I didn't expect it to be this easy."
Fael glanced at him, "What do you mean?"
"We initially planned to have Constantine attack the Red Dragon Tribe to draw Leon out, so he would lose his home-field advantage."
Scott said, "But unexpectedly, he conveniently showed up here tonight, saving us the trouble of waiting for him to come."
Fael's eyes shifted, "The dragons rarely interact, Mr. Scott. It seems the Empire has had some good fortune."
Scott smirked, tilting his chin,
"You see, Fael, the 'ultimate creature' the Empire poured countless efforts into creating is so perfect that even under the siege of Leon and the two Dragon Kings, it still maintains the advantage. Such strength… isn't it exactly what your dragons have always craved?"
Fael listened silently without responding.
He narrowed his eyes, watching the resurrected Constantine in the distance.
Even facing the combined forces of Leon Cosmodeous and the Silver and Red Dragon Kings, Constantine was still holding his ground.
Indeed, the crazy Crimson Flame Dragon King had acquired the power and body he always dreamed of.
But he had become a puppet,
Without thought, without will, unable to control even the simplest breath.
What's worth craving about strength gained at the cost of 'freedom'?
Fael smiled faintly, "Indeed, it's powerful strength, Mr. Scott. I hope you can control it tightly."
"Not just this power."
Scott smiled, "In the future, the Empire will control even more, stronger forces."
"Take the size of the bowl you can handle, or else you might choke. Little human, I hope you understand this."
Fael glanced at Scott but didn't say more, continuing to observe the battle.
Outside the Red Dragon Temple, Leon slammed into a pavilion, instantly reducing it to rubble.
"Brother-in-law, that pavilion was expensive too!!" Isha cried out in frustration.
General Leon crawled out of the rubble, dusting himself off and wiping the blood from his mouth, "It's fine, sis, my wife will compensate you."
Rossweise:?
He walked back toward the two sisters, looking at the towering stitched monster in front of him with a worried tone, "I have no idea how to hurt that thing…"
After several exchanges, Leon and the others' magical attacks did not affect Constantine.
The defensive power of the Steel Mammoth's body exceeded everyone's comprehension.
"Do you still have enough magic power?" Rossweise asked.
Leon clutched his chest and shook his head slightly, "Not much left."
It had been just over a month since Leon's heroic 'Ten-Second Six-Dragon Kill,' and his magic power had barely recovered.
Moreover, the side effects of the Nine Hells Gate weren't entirely gone, and Leon's body still felt uncomfortable.
"So, brother-in-law, your body's like a battery now?" Isha teased.
"Sis… I can't joke at a time like this."
Leon rarely found dragon slaying to be difficult.
But now, this was one of those times.
Isha smiled faintly, then looked at Rossweise,
"Little Rose, use that move."
Rossweise nodded, "Alright."
Leon was stunned, "Wait, what move? It's not some attack that hurts the enemy by a thousand and damages us by twelve hundred, is it?"
"Not just that, brother-in-law, this move of ours, if it fails, will sever our meridians at best, or at worst, we'll both die."
"….No, no way, sis! Even if things are tricky, it's not to the point of a suicidal attack. Trust me, I still have my trump card left."
Hearing that his wife might die, General Leon certainly wouldn't agree to that.
It was not worth dying together over a recently resurrected defeated enemy!
"Stop scaring him, sis."
Seeing her husband care so much about her, Rossweise felt warm inside.
But now wasn't the time to feel good; any enjoyment had to wait until the problem was solved.
"It's just a linked technique, my sister and I have practiced it before, but this is the first time we're using it. Hopefully, it works." Rossweise said.
"Ah…"
Did I just fall for a trick? Leon wondered in his mind.
"Go, Little Rose."
"Mm!"
The Silver and Red Dragon Kings stepped forward, spreading their dragon wings and transforming into their dragon forms. They then flapped their wings, soaring into the sky, charging toward the darkness.
The full moon hung high, and the two giant dragons spiraled upwards, their speed increasing. Their massive bodies quickly became two streaks of silver and red light.
The light spiraled and intertwined, wrapping around each other.
The high-speed rotation even created air currents.
Leon had to bend down and brace himself to avoid being blown away by the powerful air pressure.
He squinted, watching the intertwined silver and red light in the night sky.
They resembled a sharp blade, cutting through the night, heading straight for Constantine.
S-rank Physical Magic·Linked Technique·Galactic Crimson Impact
With the speed of the Silver Dragon Clan and the physical strength of the Red Dragon Clan, they spun at high speed while covering themselves in intense Dragon Fire.
This technique combined magic attack and physical penetration.
It was another effective way to overcome the 'combo technique flaw.'
Down below, Constantine still showed no sign of dodging.
He let out a series of low growls, his vicious dragon eyes fixed on the silver-red blade.
The air currents howled like monsters, and the wind pressure destroyed everything in the courtyard.
Constantine roared and then spread his arms wide.
Leon was slightly surprised, "Is this guy planning to take this attack head-on with his body… that's too absurd."
As expected, the silver-red blade struck Constantine directly.
The surging wind and magical energy spread out in all directions.
Leon struggled to stabilize himself, but his feet were still forced to leave two short "brake marks."
Even from a distance, Scott and Fael, overseeing the battle, could feel the energy impact.
"Mr. Scott, even with such an attack, can Constantine withstand it?"
"Just wait and see, Fael. He'll shock you!"
The energy continued to spread.
Even the underground shelter where Noah had taken refuge felt this power.
She held her sisters' hands, looking up at the dark ceiling of the shelter,
"Dad, Mom, Aunt… please be okay."
On the ground, after the impact ended, the two sisters and Constantine distanced themselves and returned to human form.
"How is it? Did it have any effect?" Leon asked.
Isha rubbed her sore shoulder, looking at the flames ahead,
"The situation… isn't good."
"Roar!!—"
The loud dragon roar dispersed the flames, and the terrifying dragon's might spread like a plague.
And the reborn Crimson Flame still burned fiercely.
…
"LEON!!"
Since the start of the battle tonight, the only words Leon had heard from Constantine were these two.
Madness, fury, and burning hatred— it seemed that as soon as Constantine had the chance, he would tear Leon to pieces without hesitation.
In his past life, he had been an extremely combative mad dragon;
Now, as a stitched monster, his emotions were solely driven by "revenge."
Leon and the Melkvey sisters had been battling this guy for dozens of rounds, using every means possible.
But not only had they failed to cause any damage, they hadn't even seen a single grimace of pain from Constantine.
He was like a relentless killing machine, tireless and immune to pain, and his only goal upon resurrection was:
To kill Leon.
How can the living confront something that has already died?
After all, the opponent had nothing left to lose— including life itself.
The overwhelming power of lightning once again dissipated from Constantine's body.
Leon had launched several attacks within a few seconds, but the result could be simply summarized as "thunder, small raindrops."
To put it in simpler terms— it was like scraping.
Retreating to a safe distance, Leon looked at the lingering sparks in his hand and, for the first time, questioned his abilities.
"Brother-in-law, put some effort in, are you giving him a back rub?"
His teammate started piling on the pressure.
Leon shrugged, "How am I supposed to put the effort in if I've already done my best?"
"Don't give up, brother-in-law, we need to turn this into a comeback!" Isha transformed the tension of the situation into motivation for cracking jokes.
Leon sighed, then clapped his hands,
"You're right, but this is Constantine."
"He's stitched together the organs of Steel Mammoths, Hellfire Titans, and several other dangerous species."
"His physical defense is invincible, and he can even counterattack."
"He has long-range attacks, and they're even more powerful than when he was alive."
"He has regeneration— after scraping for a while, we barely drew some blood, but BYD two seconds and the wounds heal."
"This thing is the supermodel of stitched monsters."
In this bizarre, magic-filled, and unknown world of Samuel Continent, there was never a shortage of strong beings.
They were the chosen, the one and only, the children of the version.
But Leon Cosmodeous was different.
For a long time, he was neither the chosen nor the one and only, and certainly not the child of the version—
He was the father of the version.
In past battles, General Leon had crushed almost all enemies with his outrageous stats.
No matter what kind of dragon you were— one that flew in the sky, ran on the ground, swam in the water, blue, white, or golden— if you met General Leon, he would break all laws with pure strength.
Such a person was called a "stat monster."
And today, Leon had finally realized what "there's always a bigger mountain" meant.
To defeat a stat monster, one must rely on a stitched monster— this was the truth!
The body of the Steel Mammoth was a natural counter to Leon's lightning power.
If it were just a Steel Mammoth, Leon could have subdued it using other methods without relying on lightning elements.
But the problem was, the resurrected Constantine wasn't just a Steel Mammoth.
His new body was stitched from so many dangerous species that even Leon, no matter how powerful, couldn't surpass it.
"By the way, brother-in-law, didn't you say you had a trump card left?"
Isha looked at Leon, "Is it time to use it?"
"Ah…"
"What's wrong?"