Twenty-five [Undead Skeletons] stood around him, their presence filling the area as they imdiately positioned themselves between Leon and the incoming knights, forming a defensive line without needing any direct command.
Every single one of them was a product of Leon’s [Advanced Necromancy] sub-talent, aning they were far from weak, each one carrying around sixty percent of Leon’s own stats.
That ant each skeleton had roughly five hundred and sixty thousand [Combat Power].
At that level, even a single one of them could easily defeat most level seventy-five players without much difficulty, tearing through average opponents with ease and overwhelming them through sheer stats alone.
If he were to unleash these skeletons inside the [Expert Divine Temple], against the players gathered there, it would likely cause chaos beyond control, wiping out entire groups without much resistance unless soone extrely strong stepped in.
In fact, he had already considered doing exactly that if anyone dared to target him, Emilia, or Celeste, before entering the assessnt.
But right now, none of that mattered.
Because in front of the [Forsaken Knights], even his skeletons, despite being absurdly powerful compared to most players, were nothing more than temporary shields.
Slash! Slash! Slash!
The mont the knights reached them, the difference beca obvious.
Each knight moved with terrifying speed, their swords cutting through the skeletons effortlessly as bones shattered and scattered across the ground, entire bodies collapsing in a single strike without any chance to resist or retaliate.
There was no struggle. Just instant destruction.
Leon watched as several of his skeletons were wiped out almost imdiately.
Their numbers dropping rapidly as the knights advanced without slowing down.
Still, he didn’t panic. Because that was never their purpose to begin with.
They were not ant to win this fight for him. They were ant to buy him ti.
Even a slight obstruction in the knights’ movent was enough to create openings that Leon could exploit.
And that was exactly what he needed right now, because without sothing to break their montum, he would have been forced into a direct confrontation against all six at once.
Leon took a slow breath, his eyes narrowing as he watched the battlefield in front of him.
Vision Enhancent!
His mind was analyzing every movent, every pattern, every possible opening he could take advantage of as the skeletons continued to fall one after another.
His grip tightened. His aura began to rise.
"Alright..."
His voice was low, almost calm despite the chaos unfolding around him.
His gaze locked onto the six knights as his expression hardened completely.
Any trace of hesitation disappearing as he prepared to fight at his full strength.
Fwoosh!
While the [Forsaken Knights] were still occupied tearing through the last of Leon’s summoned skeletons, he didn’t waste even a single second standing still.
Instead of waiting, he moved.
His body shot forward in a blur, his speed pushing to its limits as he dashed straight toward the closest knight, closing the distance in an instant before it could even fully turn its attention toward him.
The mont he entered striking range, his [Power Sword] began to glow, a deep crimson aura spreading across its blade as energy gathered rapidly, the power building up with every fraction of a second until it reached its peak.
Fwoosh! Slash!
Crimson Dance!
Leon unleashed his skill without hesitation, the upgraded technique erupting around the knight as dozens of crimson slashes materialized in an instant, each one striking with overwhelming force from multiple directions at once.
Even the [Forsaken Knight], with its absurd durability and heavy armor, couldn’t handle that level of concentrated damage all at once.
As the slashes carved through its defenses repeatedly, cutting deeper and deeper until the structure of its body finally gave in.
The armor split. The body followed.
And just like that, it fell. Dead.
Leon didn’t even pause to look at it.
’Five more to go, though why didn’t [Celestial Might] work...?’
The thought crossed his mind instantly as he turned around, his eyes narrowing as he assessed the battlefield again, fully aware that taking down one enemy ant nothing if the others were already ready to overwhelm him.
But by the ti he finished dealing with that single knight, his skeletons were gone.
Every single one of them had been destroyed, their bones scattered across the ground as if they had never existed in the first place, completely wiped out by the remaining knights in a matter of seconds.
And now, all five of them turned toward him at the sa ti.
Their hollow gazes locked onto Leon, dark energy beginning to gather around their bodies as their presence intensified, the oppressive aura in the air growing heavier with every step they took forward.
Leon exhaled slowly, steadying himself as he adjusted his stance, his grip tightening on his weapons as he prepared to face them head-on.
This was the real fight.
Five enemies, all at nearly his level, all capable of matching him in both strength and skill, all moving together with the intent to kill.
There was no room for error.
And just as they were about to clash—
Fwoosh! BOOM!
Five streaks of golden light tore through the sky above Leon, moving so fast that his eyes barely had ti to register them before they descended.
’What the—?’
His eyes widened slightly, his instincts flaring up imdiately as he sensed sothing new entering the battlefield.
Sothing that didn’t belong to the knights, sothing far more dangerous.
’There’s more?!’
The situation was already bad enough as it was, and the thought of another threat appearing right now only made it worse.
Dealing with five [Forsaken Knights] was already pushing him to his limit, and adding another variable into the mix could easily tip the balance completely against him.
But before he could react, the arrows hit.
Each one struck a knight directly, their impact releasing a massive explosion of golden light that engulfed their targets instantly, the sheer force behind the attacks completely overwhelming them.
There was no resistance. The knights were simply erased. Annihilated.
Each arrow was enough to kill one of them instantly, their bodies disintegrating under the overwhelming power of the attack as if they had never stood there in the first place.
And just like that, the battlefield went silent.
Leon stood still, his eyes fixed on where the knights had been just monts ago, his expression not relaxing in the slightest despite the sudden shift in the situation.
Because if anything, this made things worse.
Whatever had just attacked those knights so easily, whatever possessed enough power to erase enemies that even he had to struggle against, was not sothing he could afford to underestimate.
If those arrows had been aid at him instead, he didn’t even want to think about it.
Leon’s body tensed as he stayed alert, his gaze moving quickly across the ruined street, scanning every direction for any sign of movent, any indication of where that attack had co from.
The darkness around him felt heavier now. The silence more oppressive.
And then, he saw it: a figure.
Standing atop one of the ruined buildings nearby, partially obscured by shadows but clearly visible as it moved, climbing up to the edge before stopping, its gaze directed straight down at Leon.
A golden aura surrounded it, faint at first but unmistakable, glowing softly in the darkness of the [Forsaken City].
The mont Leon saw it, his instincts reacted imdiately.
And one conclusion rose in his mind:
’...I can’t beat that thing.’
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