My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

Chapter 329 The Devouring Abyss Mist

"This voice... could it be the Evil God?!"

Leon's eyes widened as he turned to Miranda, disbelief etched across his face.

"The voice of the Evil God? Miranda, are you serious?" He inquired, his tone laced with horror.

His heart pounded as he clung to the hope that Miranda was mistaken. Yet reality often delivered harsher truths.

In response to his question, Miranda's wary eyes narrowed, and she gave a solemn nod.

"I'm not joking, Master. That voice was indeed the Evil God's," she replied gravely.

Though over 7,000 years had passed, that voice was unforgettable—a cold, arrogant tone that dismissed all existence as insignificant ants beneath him.

Leon exhaled deeply, forcing himself to remain composed as he shifted his gaze to the battlefield.

The faces of both human and Demon soldiers had turned deathly pale, reflecting their shared dread.

"Is the Evil God truly about to appear? Didn't you say earlier that he couldn't appear yet?" Leon asked, his eyes snapping back to Miranda.

Miranda extended her palms, summoning the three holy weapons and the Great Sword of Chaos back to her side.

"That should be the case, Master. The seal confining the Evil God is incredibly strong—it shouldn't be possible for him to break free. But I can't comprehend why this is happening," she said, her voice tinged with panic as she handed Leon the Great Sword of Chaos and the Holy Sword of Zenith.

With a slight raise of her right hand, she effortlessly directed the Soaring Dragon Holy Spear and the Celestial Frost Holy Bow to glide back to Valen and Luna.

Leon gripped the hilts of his swords tightly, about to speak, when the sound of footsteps echoed behind him.

"Hey, Demon Emperor! I didn't expect your plan to actually work. Now, let's continue our fight!" Valen's voice rang out, indifferent and reckless.

Leon turned to see Valen advancing toward him, drawing the Soaring Dragon Holy Spear.

However, Leon had no time for this and waved his hand dismissively.

"I'm not in the mood to play around with you. I have more important matters to attend to," Leon replied coldly.

Blue veins pulsed on Valen's forehead, his face flushed with anger.

"You..." Valen began, ready to strike, but Luna swiftly stepped in, restraining him.

"Demon Emperor, is the

'important matter'

you're referring to linked to that mysterious voice?" Luna asked carefully.

Leon glanced at her, nodded slightly, and replied, "Yes, that voice."

Before they could discuss further, the ground beneath them trembled violently once more.

"Damn! What's causing this shaking again? Why does the ground keep moving?"

"I don't know, but there's never been an earthquake in the Desert of Chaos in thousands of years. What's going on?"

"Could this be connected to that mysterious voice from earlier?"

Anxiety spread quickly among the Demon and human soldiers as the tremors continued to shake the battlefield, filling the air with fear.

Soon after, a dense black mist materialized at one point on the battlefield, sending shockwaves through everyone nearby.

"What is that mist?" a nearby soldier from humanity asked in confusion.

Before anyone could respond, the mist suddenly expanded, swallowing the soldier whole. In an instant, his body was reduced to a mere skeleton, his white armor clattering to the ground.

The horrific sight sent waves of fear through the soldiers, especially those nearest to the mist.

"Damn it! Run!" a Demon soldier shouted, scrambling to flee.

Human and Demon soldiers alike scattered in panic, but the black mist seemed to possess a mind of its own, rapidly growing and engulfing those who couldn't escape in time.

Leon, Luna, and Valen watched in horror. Without a second thought, they began retreating from the terrifying phenomenon.

"General! Help!"

"Bow Hero Luna! Spear Hero Valen! Save me!"

Desperate cries echoed as soldiers reached out for help, but the mist consumed them relentlessly, leaving only bones and discarded armor behind.

"Damn it!" Leon shouted, fury and regret in his eyes.

He desperately wanted to save them, but the mist was too swift and relentless, leaving him powerless to intervene.

Valen and Luna shared his feelings, their eyes burning with hatred as they stared at the mist.

"Miranda, what exactly is that mist?" Leon asked through gritted teeth.

Miranda narrowed her eyes, her expression turning serious.

"Master, that mist is called the Devouring Abyss Mist. It's one of the Evil God's mass destruction techniques. In past wars, it claimed tens of millions of lives and nearly brought about the world's total annihilation. If not for the Hero of Mankind, Luminus Troya, and the First Demon Emperor, Amon Crimson, stopping it in time, this world might have been destroyed," Miranda explained, her voice steady but laced with clear fear.

Behind his mask, Leon's face paled slightly at her words, and fear began to gnaw at him. But he quickly steeled himself, pushing those feelings aside.

"Can it be stopped?" Leon asked again, his voice tinged with doubt.

If it wasn't stopped soon, the mist would continue to spread, claiming countless lives on both sides.

Miranda gave a small nod and replied softly, "Of course. By launching an attack infused with both holy power and chaos power, the mist can be destroyed. That's how the Hero of Mankind, Luminus Troya, and the First Demon Emperor, Amon Crimson, neutralized it in the past."

Hearing this, Leon frowned, doubt spreading across the face behind his mask.

As

"The Fated One,"

he knew it should be within his ability; however, he had yet to master chaos power to the extent that he could wield it alongside holy power.

Leon's gaze shifted to Valen and Luna, a new idea forming in his mind.

"Heroes, I have an idea on how to deal with this mist," Leon said suddenly, catching both of them off guard.

"Idea?" Valen asked suspiciously, his eyes narrowing.

Leon nodded and began explaining, "Actually, there's a way to stop it, and that is..."

He laid out his plan in detail, but Valen and Luna's expressions remained skeptical.

"That's it? Are you sure?" Luna asked, surprised.

"Yes, that's the plan," Leon replied calmly.

Valen and Luna exchanged glances for a moment before nodding in unison.

"Alright, we'll trust you," Luna said, giving a small but firm nod.

Leon smiled slightly and stepped forward, declaring, "Then let's get started!"

With that, chaos power erupted from his body, surging upward in a powerful wave. The Great Sword of Chaos blazed with a brilliant, purplish-black light.

Valen and Luna didn't hesitate. Holy power surged from their bodies, and their holy weapons gleamed with dazzling radiance.

The breathtaking display drew the attention of soldiers across the battlefield, leaving them in stunned silence.

"What are those lights? Why are they so bright?"

one soldier asked, wide-eyed.

"They're the holy power of the heroes!"

another answered, amazed.

"The holy power of heroes? But what's that black light next to them?"

The soldiers watched with mixed emotions, some filled with excitement, others gripped by fear. The emergence of both holy power and chaos power undeniably cast terrible pressure over the entire battlefield. Moreover, these two opposing forces clashed the moment they manifested.

"The Power of Chaos and Holy Power? How repulsive! How dare you two insignificant beings return after sealing me away!?"

A cold, majestic, and furious voice reverberated across the battlefield. The force of it was so intense that the entire army was left vomiting blood, with many fainting on the spot.

Jim, Natasya, and Rain were also struck by the terrifying voice. Blood spilled from their mouths, and their breathing grew shallow. Yet, Natasya and Rain managed to stay conscious, their bodies trembling violently. Jim, however, had completely lost consciousness.

"Jim! Jim! Wake up!" Natasya cried, shaking his unconscious body.

But there was no response. His body felt stiff, and his breathing had slowed to a near stop.

Panic gripped Natasya as she turned to Rain with pleading eyes.

"Rain, please help Jim!" She begged, her voice strained.

"Don't worry," Rain replied, her tone calm and reassuring.

She placed her right hand on Jim's chest, and green light spread rapidly through his body.

Moments later, Jim's condition gradually improved as the light slowly faded.

"Don't worry. Jim will be fine, but he'll need some time to wake up," Rain said in a calm, gentle tone.

Natasya let out a relieved sigh, nodding slowly. "Thank you, Rain," she whispered.

Rain responded with a brief nod before her gaze shifted to the mysterious black mist looming in the distance. Her eyes narrowed, filled with suspicion.

"What exactly is going on?" she muttered to herself.

***

"Damn it!" Leon cursed with a pale expression.

His heart raced at the sound of the voice, and the chaos power within him began to churn, its flow becoming unstable.

"How strong is that Evil God? Even his voice has this effect on me,"

Leon muttered, his frustration mounting.

He had once been confident that he could defeat the Evil God one day, but now doubts began to creep into his mind.

Sensing his anxiety, Miranda suddenly embraced Leon from behind, resting her head against his broad back.

"Don't worry, Master. Right now, you're no match for the Evil God. But in the future, I'm certain you'll be far stronger than him. So, keep your confidence," Miranda said softly, her voice calming.

A warmth spread through Leon's chest as he replied quietly, "Thank you, Miranda."

Miranda smiled faintly, nodding, before releasing her hold on him.

Feeling calmer, Leon regained his confidence. He turned to Luna and Valen, giving them a small nod as a signal.

"Come on, give it your all!" Leon called out, his voice ringing with resolve.

In response, Valen and Luna activated their hero destinies.

*Buzz!*

A star-shaped mark appeared on their foreheads, glowing with an intense light.

Luna drew back her bow, and a dark blue arrow slowly materialized.

At the same time, a massive ice phoenix avatar formed behind her, and the temperature on the battlefield plummeted.

*Buzz!*

The Soaring Dragon Holy Spear flared with bright red light, as if burning with flames. Shortly after, a red dragon avatar with towering horns emerged behind Valen.

"Ultimate Technique: Ice Phoenix's Cry!"

"Ultimate Technique: Infernal Dragon's Wrath!"

Luna and Valen shouted in unison, hurling their attacks toward the mist.

Seeing this, Leon raised the Great Sword of Chaos high and cried,

"Sky Technique: Astral Slash!"

With a powerful swing, a massive, pitch-black slash extended for tens of meters, hurtling toward the mist.

*Boom!*

The three powerful attacks collided with the mist, erupting in a deafening explosion that shook the entire battlefield, followed by a devastating shockwave.

Valen thrust the Soaring Dragon Holy Spear into the sand to brace against the shockwave.

He shielded his eyes with his left arm, trying to peer through the aftermath of the explosion.

"Did our attack succeed?"