"How is this possible!? How can holy power and chaos power possibly exist in the same body!? Who… who are you!?"
Leon looked slightly surprised—then he smirked coldly. "Me? I'm your ancestor."
The bold claim made Miranda and Athena freeze for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"Pfft! Leon, I didn't expect you to be that rude." Athena covered her mouth with her palm, glancing at him with an amused look.
"Seriously, Master," Miranda giggled, shaking her head lightly. "You really go too far."
At their mocking laughter, the figure's face twisted in rage. A burst of black light exploded from his body, as if he were ready to lunge at them.
But before he could move, an even stronger surge of black light erupted from the dragon ancestor's body.
The light shot upward until it reached the same height as the face, then transformed into a massive dragon head.
Without hesitation, the dragon head lunged forward and tore him apart.
