My Love Debts Are Everywhere - Chapter 418

Chapter 418: The Death of the Fourth Apostle and the Fifth Apostle

*Whoosh!*

A tall, imposing figure suddenly teleported behind the Fourth Apostle.

The Fourth Apostle was shocked beyond measure as he sensed the murderous intent from behind.

Just as he was about to move to evade, a long spear pierced through his body.

“Poof!” The Fourth Apostle’s eyes widened as he vomited blood.

His body trembled violently as he looked down to see the spear driven through his chest.

“How could…” he stammered, a horrified expression spreading across his face.

Unfortunately, the transformation pill’s effect soon wore off, and the powerful aura he had exuded gradually weakened.

At the same time, the black leaf-shaped tattoo on his body grew larger, eventually covering his entire form.

Until his last breath, the Fourth Apostle never knew how Valen had silently appeared behind him and struck.

“Tsk! I hate sneak attacks, but that damn Leon really left me no choice,” Valen muttered in annoyance as he pulled the Holy Spear of Soaring Dragon from the Fourth Apostle’s body.

As soon as the spear was removed, the Fourth Apostle’s body crumpled to the ground, lifeless.

Seeing this, Luna was taken aback and looked at Leon with wide eyes.

“Did you plan all of this?” Luna asked, her curiosity evident as she took a few steps toward him.

Leon nodded casually. “Yes, I did.”

From his experience battling the Seventh Apostle in the Desert of Chaos, he understood just how dangerous those who took the transformation pill could become.

If not dealt with quickly, they would grow increasingly uncontrollable, with the risk of self-destruction when pushed to the brink of despair.

So, Leon had intentionally disturbed the Fourth Apostle’s focus to catch him off guard, ensuring he wouldn’t notice Valen’s sneak attack.

It might have seemed cowardly, but Leon didn’t care. In battle, every tactic and scheme existed to secure victory.

Luna said nothing in response, but the admiration in her gaze was impossible to hide.

“Thank you, Valen,” Leon said as he approached the lifeless body of the Fourth Apostle.

After his death, the side effects of the transformation pill began to manifest. The black tattoos on his body twitched, as if consuming him.

A foul, pungent odor emanated from his corpse, causing Leon to quickly cover his nose.

“You’re welcome,” Valen replied, also covering his nose, then added eagerly, “But don’t forget your promise to fight me later. I’ll prove I’m stronger and can defeat you!”

In response to Valen’s confident words, Leon’s expression didn’t change in the slightest. He simply nodded.

No matter how often Valen challenged him, their battles always ended with Valen’s defeat.

This wasn’t arrogance, but rather Valen’s fate. After all, Leon had nearly mastered the entire inheritance of the sword heroes from the Holy Sword of Zenith.

Meanwhile, Valen had probably only unlocked fifty to sixty percent of the spear heroes’ inheritance in the Holy Spear of Soaring Dragon.

This gap alone placed Leon far ahead of Valen.

On top of that, with the power of chaos and the Great Sword of Chaos within him, his strength surpassed Valen’s to an extent as vast as the distance between heaven and earth.

*Buzz!*

Suddenly, the space beside Leon distorted, and before long, the elegant and alluring figure of Athena emerged from the air.

In her right hand, she held the lifeless body of a well-built man—the Fifth Apostle—and dropped it onto the fallen Fourth Apostle’s corpse.

Leon turned to her, noticing the faint smile playing on her lips.

“You seem quite pleased, Athena. Did your opponent provide any challenge?” Leon asked gently, holding her left palm.

Athena chuckled softly and shook her head. “No, he didn’t pose any challenge or threat at all.”

Her gaze shifted to the Fifth Apostle’s corpse with a mocking look before she continued, “He was a traitor and criminal of the dragon race who should’ve died centuries ago. But through strange methods, he deceived me and the entire dragon race, pretending to be dead before joining the Temple of Twilight. It feels good to finally eliminate this scum.”

The Fifth Apostle had been a hidden threat to the dragon race’s future.

Athena hadn’t expected that her decision to accompany Leon to the Holy Empire of Elysium would lead her to confront and end him.

This only deepened her affection for Leon. By indirectly saving the dragon race from chaos, Leon had earned her deepest gratitude, and as a gesture of thanks, she had prepared a special gift for him tonight.

“Hmm?” Athena suddenly felt a hostile gaze from Leon’s left side and turned to see it coming from Luna.

Luna had moved closer to Leon, wrapping her arm around his and holding it tightly, which obviously irritated Athena.

“Bow Hero Luna, what do you think you’re doing?” Athena asked, her voice tinged with displeasure.

She hadn’t expected Luna to be so bold as to hold Leon’s arm right in front of her.

Did this woman really want to challenge her?

Luna showed no fear, pressing her chest against Leon’s arm as she leaned her head on his shoulder.

“I’m simply hugging the arm of my ‘childhood friend,’ Your Majesty the Dragon Empress,” Luna replied nonchalantly, though a hint of mockery lingered in her voice.

“You…” Athena’s eyes widened slightly, her huge chest rising and falling with each breath, betraying her frustration at the provocation.

Not to be outdone, Athena quickly wrapped her other arm around Leon’s and pressed herself against him, glaring at Luna with a look of intense rivalry.

Leon, caught between the two stunningly beautiful women, could only let out a small sigh and silently think, “What a blessing!”

Both Athena and Luna were extraordinary beauties with flawless figures.

Although Luna’s tenderness didn’t quite match Athena’s, it was still significant and noticeable, even with the battle robe that hindered them.

Being embraced by both of them was a rare gift that no one else would ever experience, not even the handsome readers.

“Ahem! Alright, let’s not fight like this,” Leon said, his tone soothing.

But the two women seemed to disregard his words, continuing to eye each other with open hostility.

Meanwhile, Valen, who had been watching the scene, rolled his eyes in annoyance and muttered under his breath, “Women are really troublesome.”

His gaze, however, occasionally drifted to Luna by Leon’s side, his expression subtly complex.

After managing to calm the two women, Leon sighed in relief, quickly regaining his composure.

He turned his gaze toward Velix, standing before the throne, and said firmly, “The support you relied on is gone, Velix. Are you prepared to face your punishment?”