A few monts earlier...
"Ugh..."
Leon gradually regained consciousness, his eyelids feeling heavy as he blinked open his eyes.
"Ha? What happened?" As he surveyed his surroundings, he was astonished to find his holy power seemingly spiraling out of control.
Yet, before he could contemplate the situation further, a voice echoed in his mind.
"Master, can you hear ?"
Leon was surprised, instantly recognizing the voice.
"Miranda? Is that you?" he inquired.
"Yes, Master, it's ," ca Miranda's reply within his thoughts.
Leon frowned and reiterated, "Why did you call ? Didn't you say you wanted to rest?"
"There's sothing I need to discuss with you, Master," Miranda responded gently. "It pertains to the plans you must devise for dealing with the evil god."
Leon was taken aback by Miranda's revelation, suddenly realizing he lacked a clear strategy for confronting the threat posed by the evil god.
Taking a deep breath, Leon settled into a ditative posture, his expression turning serious. "Alright, please proceed and enlighten on what actions I should take, Miranda."
Understanding the gravity of the situation regarding the evil god, he refrained from any semblance of jest or levity.
"Well, there's no need to be so serious, Master," Miranda remarked playfully, her voice laced with laughter that Leon could hear.
Leon's serious expression softened at her words, replaced by a gentle chuckle.
"Got it. I'll ease up. Please, go ahead, Miranda," Leon replied, his tone now more relaxed.
After a brief pause, Miranda finally explained, "Your initial step, Master, is to inform and announce your arrival to the entire race currently in hiding."
Upon hearing this, Leon furrowed his brow in contemplation. Announcing his arrival to the entire hidden race seed like an imposing challenge.
Races like elves, dwarves, spirits, and others remained entirely unknown, with only a handful of ancient archives offering incomplete descriptions of their whereabouts.
Furthermore, this world was vast, and if he were to embark on a journey to find their locations one by one, ard with vague information, it would consu an imnse amount of ti.
One year, five years, or even decades—Leon simply couldn't estimate the ti he would spend searching for all of them.
Perhaps, while he was in search of the hidden races' locations, the Evil God had already broken free of his seal and laid waste to the world, hadn't he?
As if sensing Leon's doubts and thoughts, Miranda's voice resurfaced in his mind.
"Don't worry, master, I won't ask you to travel to their locations," Miranda assured with a slight giggle.
Leon breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that he wouldn't have to embark on a worldwide search to find them.
With a relieved smile, he asked in a curious tone, "So, how do I announce my arrival to them, Miranda?"
"Well, the thod is quite simple and straightforward, Master; you must create such a significant phenonon with your power of chaos that the entire hidden race can feel it and know that you, the fated one, have arrived." Miranda explained it gently and in detail.
Leon took a small breath, understanding Miranda's explanation. Creating a phenonon with the power of chaos is similar to the current rampage of his holy power.
Certainly, the phenonon had to be significant enough to resonate throughout the entire world, posing a hard yet achievable challenge for him.
"If I create a phenonon with the power of chaos, will the hidden races definitely beco aware of it?" Leon still harbored doubts and inquired once again.
"Of course they will, Master," Miranda replied assuredly before elaborating. "The plan to locate the fated one, you, involves not only the First Hero of Mankind, Luminus Troya, and the First Demon Emperor, Amon Crimson, but also all the races currently in hiding."
"So, when the power of chaos manifests in the world, they will understand and recognize that you, the fated one, have erged, and the 7,000-year plan has been successful."
Listening to her explanation, Leon was further impressed by the foresight and ticulous planning of the First Hero of Mankind, Luminus Troya, and Demon Emperor Amon Crimson, who had devised such a complex and well-thought-out plan spanning 7,000 years.
Taking a deep breath, Leon nodded and replied confidently, "Alright, I understand. You can count on to handle everything."
"Um! I trust you, master," Miranda said tenderly.
Then she continued, "Once you grasp the plan and your primary objective, I will elucidate the second one."
Leon nodded attentively, as if afraid he might miss a single word.
"Your second plan and objective, Master, is to halt and conclude the 7,000-year war between humanity and the Demon Race," Miranda declared.
Upon hearing this, Leon was montarily taken aback before a faint smile graced his lips.
"For this task, you need not worry, as I am fully committed to seeing it through," Leon replied, his words laden with aning.
Even without Miranda's prompting, he would have pursued this objective, especially given the lingering animosity between him and Velix and his cohorts.
With his strength restored and wielding the newly acquired Great Sword of Chaos, Leon's smile widened.
'Jie, jie! Velix, Jim the Four-Eyed, Rain Loli, and the emotionless woman, Natasya, just wait for .' Leon chuckled wickedly, rubbing his palms together eagerly, akin to a fly anticipating its al.
He had long awaited this mont of revenge, and there was no way he would let it slip away!
"If you comprehend it, then I can feel relieved, master," Miranda uttered in a gentle tone, instantly stirring Leon.
"Alright, you may return to rest and entrust everything to , understood?" Leon whispered softly.
"Um! Thank you, master~" Miranda chuckled softly as her voice gradually faded from his mind.
Once he confird Miranda's voice had indeed vanished, Leon rose slowly to his feet, stretching his body while gazing at his rampaging holy power with a helpless expression.
He hadn't anticipated his holy power spiraling out of control like this, which inevitably brought thoughts of Liliana to his mind.
"Liliana must be worried about , right?" Leon muttered, thoughts of her stirring a blend of longing and guilt in his heart.
With a slight shake of his head, he snapped his fingers.
*Snap!*
Instantly, his once rampaging holy power swiftly receded, returning to his body and restoring the atmosphere to one of tranquility and peace.
Observing this, Leon nodded slightly, satisfaction evident on his face.
With a faint smile playing on his lips, he set out to find Liliana.
However, before he could take more than a few steps, Liliana's voice pierced the air.
"Leon!"
Startled, Leon turned towards the sound, only to witness Liliana suddenly teleporting before him, throwing herself into his arms and causing them both to tumble to the ground.
"Leon!" Liliana clung to him tightly, tears streaming down her face.
As he held the beautiful woman tightly in his arms, tears streaming down her cheeks, Leon felt a tightness in his chest.
With a sigh and a tender smile, he embraced Liliana tightly, running his hand soothingly over her back.
"I'm sorry for causing you worry, Liliana."
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