While this exchange happened, Ira was internally shocked and overwhelmed.

I've been promoted to vice leader of a special unit?! With Leon—who's so incredibly strong—as the leader?!

She felt the massive weight of responsibility.

I'm the weakest vice leader paired with the strongest leader. I don't deserve this position at all.

Despite feeling completely unqualified and inadequate, she didn't voice those insecurities or attempt to decline the honor.

Because I don't want to give up this position. I just have to prove I can handle this role. I'll work harder than anyone.

She suddenly felt a gentle, reassuring pat on her back. It was her father, Korvek, standing beside her.

He leaned close and whispered barely audibly so only she could hear:

"I know you can do this, my daughter. But please be careful out there."

His voice carried profound worry and love.

Korvek hadn't complained about the assignment despite his protective instincts.

She's actually safest fighting beside him. Even safer than alongside me. And definitely safer than near Archon Vyrra, who always fights completely alone against the worst threats.

No matter how much he desperately wanted to keep Ira away from this outsider emotionally, Korvek had been forced to accept the Archon's decision as final.

And honestly, I don't think arguing would go well for me if I said even a single word of protest. I have a very strong feeling about that going...

Then suddenly, without any additional warning—

CRACK! WHOOOOSH! FRACTURE!

The first portal violently opened in reality, tearing through dimensional barriers.

It glowed an ominous deep red, pulsing with malevolent energy.

Oh wow. The sheer size of it...

The rift was absolutely huge—easily capable of swallowing a ten-story building whole without difficulty.

Leon smelled the burning ozone in the air—a scent like lightning striking wet metal. The rift radiated dry heat and the crackle of spatial tension.

It manifested exactly where predicted: the southwest border sector.

A giant, terrifying creature began emerging slowly from the portal's depths—something massive and clearly powerful based on the oppressive aura it radiated even while still partially concealed.

RUMBLE! GROWL! CRACK!

Then those circular halo symbols materialized behind Archon Vyrra's back, just like Leon had witnessed before during their confrontation.

SHIMMER! GLOW! RADIATE!

This time, Leon felt the overwhelming pressure emanating from her fully, since he wasn't currently in his Holy energy transformation state.

It's astronomical, like standing before an entire world given physical form.

The force of her presence was crushing.

She simply vanished from her position.

FLASH!!

She was too impossibly fast to track with normal vision.

The pressure remained tangible in the air, but this time, none of her own people were forced to their knees—she was controlling and directing it precisely, not targeting her allies.

Surgical control. Incredible mastery over a massive pressure.

Along with her disappearance came an echoing command that resonated across the entire battlefield, telling all units to follow her strategic orders exactly.

"FOLLOW MY COMMANDS! FIGHT WITH PRECISION! SURVIVE!"

The first massive monster still hadn't even fully emerged from the dimensional rift yet—

And right before Leon's shocked eyes, it was utterly destroyed by Archon Vyrra almost instantly.

SLASH! EXPLODE! CRUMBLE!

The execution was clean, precise, and devastatingly efficient. She'd finished it in seconds.

That thing was probably level 50 or 60. She killed it like swatting an insect.

More and more monsters began pouring out of the massive rift continuously, but Vyrra was slaughtering them just as fast as they appeared, maintaining perfect defensive positioning; her weapons were whole body, and she was not using any external weapons.

SLASH! KILL! SLASH! KILL!

Suddenly, she barked out a commander's name:

"Kelthara! Southwest section, grid seven! Move NOW!"

A couple of seconds after her order, a new secondary portal cracked open in exactly that predicted location.

CRACK! WARP!

Following Vyrra's tactical command immediately, that unit leader moved their entire squad to intercept, engaging the new threat before it could establish a foothold.

One by one, elite warriors departed to their assigned sectors as new rifts manifested across the city's perimeter.

Everyone was gone now from the mount, dispersed to their combat positions.

Only Leon and Ira remained, still waiting.

The entire city had erupted into full-scale war. Thunder-like clashes echoed constantly. Explosions bloomed across the battlefield. Monstrous roars filled the air from every direction.

BOOM! CRASH! ROAR! SCREECH!

It was absolute chaos—organized chaos, but chaos nonetheless.

Leon felt genuine excitement building in his chest as he observed the combat intensity.

It was war in its purest form—beautiful, savage, and irresistible.

He quickly checked several monsters' information using his system as they emerged from various rifts.

High-level threats were everywhere—he easily spotted creatures ranging from level 30 to 40 to even 50, and this was clearly just the initial wave.

And the sheer quantity is massive. Thousands of them.

The amount of resources and experience he could potentially gain from this battle would be immense beyond calculation.

Leon was actually shaking slightly with anticipation and excitement.

This is perfect. Exactly what I need.

However, he was still standing idle with only Ira beside him, because Archon Vyrra had not yet given him specific instructions to join the active battle.

His wait wasn't particularly long.

Within the next couple of minutes, her voice came through clearly despite the battlefield distance, carried by some technique:

"Leon! Northeast sector, grid twelve! Large rift forming! Engage and defend!"

Leon immediately looked in the indicated direction and could see space beginning to distort and tear—a new rift was forming there, nearly as large as the one Archon Vyrra was currently dominating.

CRACK! SHIMMER! DISTORT!

From deep within Leon's heart—where the Holy energy was stored in his golden heart—he released its power.

The divine energy burst forth explosively and devoured all the mana within his body, converting everything to radiant golden-white power.

WHOOOOSH! SHIMMER! GLOW!

His barrier of sealed strength unlocked completely.

He felt the unfiltered, overwhelming physical power of his Divinordial race once again coursing through every muscle.

This feeling is exhilarating. Addictive.

Leon shot through the air like a golden comet.

WHOOOOSH!

Words left his mouth, directed at Ira as he departed:

"Follow behind me! Stay close enough to support but not so close you get caught in my attacks!"

His epic-ranked sword materialized in his hand, shining brilliantly due to the influence of Holy energy—the blade looked far more lethal than its normal state.

SHIMMER! GLOW! HUMMM!

The battlefield around them was absolute carnage and chaos.

Explosions painted the sky in violent colors. The clash of weapons against monstrous hide created a constant symphony of war. Blood—both red Pyrrhan blood and various colored monster ichor—painted the ground.

BOOM! CLASH! ROAR! SCREECH!

Hundreds of Pyrrhan warriors fought in coordinated units, their racial fire abilities turning sections of the battlefield into infernos.

FWOOOOSH! CRACKLE!

Flying beasts tore into airborne monsters with talons and beaks and elemental breath attacks.

SCREECH! TEAR! BURN!

The scope was incredible—Leon had never witnessed warfare on this scale before in either life.

This is what real combat looks like. Not duels. Not small skirmishes. War.

After a couple of intense hours had passed, hundreds of thousands of monsters had been systematically killed across all sectors.

The normal-tier creatures were mostly eliminated now, their corpses littering the battlefield.

He had lost count of how many he had killed until now.

Now the real threats were emerging—boss-class monsters, each one powerful enough to require multiple elite warriors or specialized tactics.

The strongest Pyrrhan fighters were engaging these priority targets across various locations.

And Leon's assigned boss monster was almost fully emerged from his designated rift.

It was a level 70 monstrosity—genuinely dangerous and powerful.

A massive three-headed hydra, each head capable of independent action and breath attacks.

HISSS! ROAR! GROWL!

Its scales gleamed like dark metal, flecked with veins of faint green bioluminescence, like a cursed forge left too long to rot.

Leon immediately called back Ira:

"Back off! Get to a safe distance! Now!"

Feeling its overwhelming strength clearly, he knew he had to take this seriously.

No holding back.

He channeled Holy energy enhancement, giving himself a complete one hundred percent boost to his already unlocked physical capabilities.

WHOOOOSH! CRACKLE! GLOW!

His power doubled instantly, and his blade became even more lethal.

Leon shot forward, arriving directly in front of the emerging hydra boss, expertly dodging its initial attacks—venomous breath from the left head, a sweeping bite from the center, and a tail strike from behind.

WHOOSH! DODGE! SPIN! EVADE!

His movements were fluid and precise.

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