You are all my wings...

Despite her reluctance to admit it, Leon was indeed the most skilled magician she had ever seen at unleashing the full power of magic beyond expectations.

She reached into her bosom, took out the medicine, and fed it to Leon. This time, her hand was a little more steady than before.

Lyon quickly took a sip.

"Your Highness, why was it sweet before, but not this time?"

I haven't tried the medication, Ophimazo, before; it was just opened.

Upon hearing this, her eyes twitched several times.

Surely not, the taste difference is that obvious?

Is my own saliva really that sweet?

Unaware that Leon aspired to the unprecedented and extraordinary profession of a master chef, he became increasingly sensitive to flavors.

You can indeed taste the subtle differences.

"Why do you keep asking if it's sweet during battle? Focus!"

She dared not let it be discovered that Leon had accidentally swallowed her saliva; that would be too embarrassing. She could only cover it up with anger.

“Your Highness, you have no right to say that. You are the one who should be focusing on your recovery.”

"..."

Ophie Marceau had no idea how many times she had been speechless when facing Lyon.

Since I'm still unable to move, I certainly have no right to say that Leon isn't focused.

The truth is, he was repeatedly surprised and distracted by Leon's various actions.

Damn it, why do I always underperform when facing Leon Belon?

Where has all that training and practice gone after all these years?

In a fit of anger, it seemed as if something inside her body had been unblocked.

"Hey, my body can move now."

"Then shall we lower His Highness down now?"

"No, wait a little longer, give me one minute!"

"Your Highness, please don't miscalculate the timing this time."

"This time, I definitely won't let you down!"

Leon fought and retreated, and because his magic power replenished quickly, he was now under much less pressure. This created an effective foothold, allowing him to steadily suppress a portion of the monsters and greatly reduce the pressure on the other legion.

In the distance, Berylita and Iris also spotted Leon's figure being submerged in monsters and began to provide remote magical support.

They had just used up a lot of magic power to kill the sixth-order Shadow Spider. Although they had eaten a lot of fresh meat, their attack rhythm was not too fast.

But after discovering the huge commotion Lyon had created, their speed of action suddenly increased dramatically, showing how concerned they were.

Not only that, Leon also discovered that more than a dozen cursed serpents had suddenly appeared beside him, clearly the work of Machiru.

Goodness, everyone's come to his aid?

Chapter 199 I never imagined your scheme was so far-reaching!

Not only the three women, but even Kelon, who had been lying low for a while, began to unleash intermediate-level explosive magic.

As several skilled spellcasters combined their efforts, the monsters around Lyon were gradually blasted into mountains of corpses several meters high, greatly separating the monster horde behind them.

The speed at which the monsters swarmed in suddenly decreased.

"Such a coordinated effort to create a mountain of corpses, was this also part of your pre-planned scheme?"

Ophimasso was shocked when he observed the effects of the corpse mountain.

Lyon remained silent; it was purely a coincidence.

He wasn't that monstrous; he could foresee the three women attacking together, and that they would also get Kailong and the others to join the attack.

The initial plan was that the three of them would observe and support the legion, and there was no requirement to coordinate with Leon's bombing.

Surprisingly, they all worked together to rescue him, producing such an amazing effect that even Leon never expected.

However, it must be said that the pressure on the legion was indeed greatly reduced after this mountain of corpses was formed.

The reason why the monster tide put so much pressure on them was because it surged in so fast that they couldn't keep up.

Because the monsters swarmed in so quickly, they didn't even have time to use their skills. It was all melee combat, trampling, and squeezing, making full use of the monsters' unique size advantage.

Only small monsters roam among them, using various small skills to ambush.

However, this also means that whenever a large monster is shot down, the smaller monsters around it will suffer, being trampled by their own monsters and turned into mincemeat.

With the help of the floor master at the beginning, the monster tide was pushed forward in a somewhat rhythmic manner.

However, after the floor master, the Shadow Spider, was killed in a surprise attack, the monsters' riots and chaos increased significantly.

Even now, despite the high fatigue and casualty rate of the human side, the formation of the mountain of corpses has made the battle much easier.

When Orpheus saw that Leon didn't speak, he assumed that Leon had made a pre-arranged decision. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. They were both commanders, but he was actually more suited to be a general leading the charge.

In terms of command, he only made temporary adjustments, while Leon, when he came to provide support from the center, did not forget to leave a backup plan, gathering the power of the spellcasters and combining it with his magic to form such a mountain of corpses, greatly reducing the pressure on his side.

Such a talented person, it's a pity that no one has yet expressed any intention to join her.

“I never imagined your strategy was so profound. As a commander, I am no match for you! Leon Belon, you have truly broadened my horizons today. Now, let me demonstrate my power.”

She shifted her body and suddenly leaped up from Leon's grasp.

It seems that although she is still a little tired, it is negligible.

As the Dragon Slayer Sword was drawn, a dazzling blue light slowly emanated from its gleaming blade. A heavy, terrifying aura, as if it were about to shatter space, surged forth as this seventh-tier treasure was fully unsheathed.

"Thanks to the fierce battle just now, I have finally grasped the essence of the legendary combat technique that I have been practicing for so long without success. My mental burden has also been relieved a little. Now, let me use this brand new move to put an end to this monster riot ahead of schedule."

Although Ophie Marceau was shocked by Léon several times, her shock was for his genius and his wisdom.

In terms of strength, Leon is certainly no match for her right now.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ophimasso leaped up, as nimble as a sparrow, and with a few quick steps, easily jumped onto the mountain of corpses.

At the same time, during those leaps, she gripped the Dragon Slayer Sword tightly, and surging magic power boiled out from within her body, resonating with the seventh-tier treasure in her palm.

Boom!

An awe-inspiring aura, as vast as the ocean, erupted from her.

Countless streams of air swirl and swirl.

Below the mountain of corpses, hundreds of demons were overwhelmed by this aura and all hesitated to move.

The perfect uniformity of this pause suddenly filled the vast battlefield with a mysterious and eerie atmosphere.

Orpheus's slender body hovered in mid-air, her sword spinning with her body before she suddenly slashed down.

A magnificent sword light then condensed and shone downwards!

BOOM!!!

The earth-shattering sound of swords clashing and the sharp sound of air being pierced echoed with a loud bang.

In that instant, it was as if space itself had been cleaved open—

Although it was an illusion created by the overwhelming power of that sword strike, Leon, who was observing from below, did indeed feel the terrifying power contained in that attack. It reminded him of the scene in his previous life where he witnessed lightning strike from dozens of meters away, a scene that sent chills down his spine, raised goosebumps, and triggered his body's most primal defensive mechanisms.

A moment later, he leaped up to check on the situation.

When he used the mountain of corpses to leap to the same height as Ophimaso, he witnessed this scene—

A massive rift valley, over fifty meters wide and ten meters deep, appeared before our eyes.

From the mountain of corpses to the dark, indistinct distance, this enormous rift valley, stretching six or seven hundred meters, has buried countless demons. With just a glance, one can see rivers of blood flowing at the bottom of the valley, and scattered everywhere are fragments of white bones and powder formed from black fur.

Immediately afterwards, a strong, overwhelming stench of blood assaulted the senses. The smell was so pungent that even the seasoned dismantling expert, Leon, couldn't help but hold his breath.

At a glance, Lyon could see that the corpses of most of the fifth-tier powerful beings were mostly unremarkable. Only a few special cases, or those that were a little further away from the blade, had relatively intact remains.

This move will simultaneously destroy at least a hundred ordinary fourth-level beings, dozens of ordinary fifth-level beings, and a dozen or so powerful fifth-level beings.

Legendary combat skills, terrifying indeed.

To leap two ranks with only a strong fifth-ranked warrior and unleash a legendary combat technique, despite the aid of a seventh-ranked treasure, still far surpasses the common sense of the world.

She truly deserves to be called the leading lady.

Lyon turned to look at Ophie Marceau, about to offer a word of praise, but found her looking visibly exhausted as she fell.

"Tch, it's still too much as expected."

Lyon landed on the mountain of corpses, unleashing a burst of power with his feet to accelerate and catch up with Orpheus.

puff.

Orpheus fell into Lyon's arms once again.

She looked extremely weak, her eyelids were barely open, and she met Leon's gaze with a dazed look.

"How about it? Wasn't that a good move?"

"As expected of Your Highness, I admire you."

"Hmph, that's good, so I won't be constantly shocked by your magical performances."

She uttered these words, which she would never normally say, in a daze, before closing her eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

[Character Ophimosa's affection level +4%, current affection level 49%]

Shocked?

Ophie Marceau actually had this idea?

Lyon shrugged. It seems our princess is really unwilling to admit defeat. She just forced out this legendary combat technique. Could it be that she felt embarrassed before and wanted to regain some face?

She's already being called the number one female swordswoman on the mainland, she's got quite a few tricks up her sleeve.

He held Ophimmaso and looked around; there hadn't been any monsters attacking for a while.

With the demise of the floor master, the formation of the mountain of corpses, and the release of the legendary combat technique that produced such terrifying results, the monster uprising seemed to finally be receding.

Chapter 200 Leon Belon

Half an hour later, the monster tide receded ahead of schedule and gradually dispersed.

Monsters are rampaging everywhere on the vast 41st floor.

This is the only monster tide led by the floor master, and its ferocity is unmatched on the entire floor.

The group silently gathered up their teammate's remains.

Carrying Orpheus, Lyon walked back to his tent over countless monster corpses, where he was greeted with the respectful gazes of the Legion's knights.

Iris rushed over from a distance.

Her eyes were moist, and she looked like she wanted to rush towards Leon and give him a big hug.

But when he saw the princess that Lyon was carrying in his arms, he couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

But there was nothing else in her eyes but the joy of seeing Leon again after the war, and the tears welling up in her eyes from worry.

"You promised to come back immediately, why are you so late?"

She made a soft sound, then threw a light punch. Leon didn't dodge; he simply caught Iris's small fist with his chest.

"I'm sorry to have worried you."

Because Leon was still holding Ophimaso, he couldn't comfort Iris with his hands, so he stepped forward and touched Iris's forehead with his own.

This touch seemed to trigger something, and tears streamed down her face like a torrent.

"Bastard! Despicable! Bad guy! Don't take your life so lightly!"

She punched him again with her small fist.