From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215 Devourer Form Unsealed

“That’s… Pseudo Transcendent Reali?”

Leander’s

eyes glinted with surprise. It was a rare flicker of emotion on his calm face.

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He had sensed it earlier. Among the seven Arbitrators, the Masked God of War had always been the strongest. But he had stayed just below the threshold–still locked within the Pre- Transcendent Realm.

Now, in a single instant, everything had changed. His aura surged with unnatural force. The barrier shattered. His strength didn’t just rise. It doubled. He no longer stood among the others. He had stepped into another tier altogether.

Leander quickly saw what had happened. Evelyn, Wayne, and Taylor had funneled every drop of their energy into him. That surge had catapulted the Masked God of War through the ceiling that had held him back. He had broken into the Transcendent Realm.

But the power wasn’t his to keep. It was borrowed. And like all borrowed strength, it would fade. With each breath, the flow would weaken. Eventually, it would vanish completely. When it did, he would fall again.

That was why this state had a name. They called it the Pseudo Transcendent Realm.

Still, for this moment, it didn’t matter. Right now, he stood like a real Transcendent.

“A Transcendent…” Jordan whispered.

He didn’t dare move. His voice shook with wonder. And deep down, a quiet envy burned in his

chest.

They had trained for decades, pushing their bodies through fire and forging their will through endless struggle. Everything they endured was for this one moment–to step beyond the boundary that had stopped every warrior before them.

The world admired the Martial Sovereign, calling them kings of the battlefield. But the true path didn’t end there. The elite didn’t crave fame or titles. They chased something deeper. They wanted to break through to the Transcendent Realm.

For fifty years, that realm had been nothing more than legend. Not a single name had surfaced to claim it. But now, someone stood above the lake, real and alive. His aura didn’t just radiate- it pulsed and crashed like a storm, shaking even Jordan to his core.

The lake raged. Towering waves smashed against each other as the Masked God of War raised

his hand.

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A moment later, three water pillars surged upward. They shot ten yards high and spun like drills, tighter and deadlier than any of the twisters Taylor had summoned earlier.

Wayne, Taylor, and Evelyn stared in silence. Their faces were pale, their chests rising and falling fast. This was what the Transcendent Realm looked like. Each move bent the world around it. Every breath pulled power from the land itself.

With one motion, he could crush them.

“So, this is the power we’ve chased our whole lives?” the Masked God of War whispered.

His eyes lit up. His arms quivered. Power surged through him like a wave crashing through a canyon. His aura thickened until it weighed on the lake. The water trembled under his feet.

He lifted one foot and stepped forward–and didn’t come down. His body rose without support. No platform. No tricks. He floated freely, as if the world had simply stopped holding him.

“Is he a god?”

Back at the plaza, the crowd broke into stunned gasps. Many of them leaned forward, trying to believe what they saw. Watching someone walk on water had already stretched their sense of reality. But this–this looked like magic.

“Some said the Transcendent could stand on air,” one martial artist muttered. “Said their strength turns to innate vitality and binds them to the sky. Looks like the old tales weren’t lying.”

The experts around him nodded without speaking. Awe locked their jaws in place.

Yvette and Madeline exchanged a glance. In that single look, they saw what the other was thinking. Fear. Worry. Leander had dominated the fight moments ago, slicing through three Arbitrators like they were nothing. But now, the Masked God of War wasn’t the same man. He hovered in the sky like he belonged there.

Could Leander still win?

Though Leander was a powerhouse in his own right, his enemy was a monster beyond

compare.

He stood calm, one hand behind his back. His eyes tracked the figure above him, narrowed and watchful.

The Masked God of War stretched both arms wide. His mouth curled into a grin, sharp and bloodthirsty.

“See it now, Jeff?

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You were strong. Strong enough to take on seven of us and survive. But now, this is over. The technique’s done. You can fight back all you want, but it won’t matter.

“I’ve crossed the line. I’m not who I was. This strength is beyond anything you’ve ever seen.

“This lake will be your grave.”

His voice dropped, and his gaze turned hard. He raised one hand and hurled a strike straight at Leander.

The attack didn’t travel slowly. It tore through the air like lightning splitting the sky.

From dozens of feet away, the power hit with terrifying speed. Most Martial Sovereigns could only throw their strength a hundred feet. Some of the best–like Grayson–could stretch it a little further, but it always thinned.

Not this one. The Masked God of War’s strike flew clean and solid. The energy never wavered. It slammed into the lake and carved a deep handprint into the surface, at least two hundred feet

across.

Leander stood right inside the crater. He didn’t dodge. He didn’t blink. He lifted one hand and met the attack head–on.

Their palms clashed.

The night exploded with a sharp, tearing sound, like the heavens had cracked open. For the first time since the battle began, Leander gave ground. The lake beneath him burst upward in violent waves, and he slid backward across the water, his boots dragging through the spray. He stopped ten feet back, still standing—but no longer unmoved.

“Hmm?”

The Masked God of War squinted, surprise tightening his brow. With the power he held now, he had expected one blow to flatten Leander. But Leander had only slid back a few feet. He hadn’t even been hurt.

The shock passed quickly, though. He didn’t feel worried. Leander might have looked unstoppable earlier, slicing through three Arbitrators without slowing down, but things were different now. He had entered the Transcendent Realm. A single strike had forced Leander to retreat. That alone proved Leander couldn’t match this level of power. Victory tonight was already his.

“Jeff, let’s see you take this one!”

He stepped forward in the air and slammed out his palm again.

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A streak of blood–red energy tore across the night. It arced like a river of molten light, crashing down from above toward Leander.

This time, he poured in eighty percent of his strength.

The lake erupted. Heat surged through the air. The wind twisted around them in violent waves. Leander’s coat whipped against his frame, and his hair flew in every direction.

The attack sealed off everything around him. There was no gap to dodge, no room to move.

The crowd froze. No one said a word. They stared at the sky like it had dropped a massive net of red fire, trying to swallow Leander whole.

“Jeff’s powerful, no doubt,” someone muttered. “But he never broke through to the Transcendent Realm. That’s a wall you can’t climb over.”

“To a Transcendent, everyone below is just dust,” Jordan added quietly. His voice shook.

Right now, the Masked God of War didn’t feel like a man. He felt like a storm made flesh. Every swing bent the world. Leander was still bound by human limits. What could he possibly do against someone who wielded the elements like tools?

The red energy morphed into a massive, clawed hand. It reached down with crushing intent. Wayne, Evelyn, and Taylor stared up with wide eyes. Hope bloomed in their faces.

They had come here with seven and lost three. But now, it looked like they would finally finish what they started.

Leander stood beneath the hand. His gaze sharpened. A golden flicker flashed through his eyes.

He threw a punch. No glow. No blast of inner strength. Just a clean strike, firm and steady, aimed straight at the center of the falling hand.

The sky lit up.

The red hand shattered. It didn’t explode–it just unraveled, falling apart into specks of light. They scattered into the air and vanished like mist in the breeze.

Leander didn’t step back. He didn’t even flinch. The lake under his feet barely stirred.

He raised his head. His grin was slow and cold as he looked up at the stunned Masked God of

War.

“Transcendent Realm?” he said. “Let’s see what happens when I kill one.”

“Devourer Form. Release.”