บท 545: Izeal's Trump Card

"HAHAHAHA!" Booming laughter erupted around Leon as he examined the corroded bone. "Did you think you could actually fight against me? Did you really think so?!"

Leon grunted and looked around at the darkness that enveloped him. Indeed, it seemed too easy. The Paragon of Undeath, Izeal, had been a thorn in the side of the Nexus Being for a long time. A short confrontation would be too easy. Not to mention, Izeal must have been prepared to deal with him especially.

"I admit, you are a mighty foe. But I have defeated many others that have been thrown at me. I have made my preparations for this day, and so have many others. Does that guarantee success? No. But it does secure a chance at the very least. As long as there is a chance, I will try my best to grasp it!" Leon's eyes blazed with a purple flame and his body grew hotter and brighter in the darkness that engulfed him.