From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235 The Strong Gathering

Maeve was deeply puzzled.

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I can understand why Leander’s acting so nonchalant, but Yvette too? How is she this calm, this unafraid? Anyone would be shaken seeing Thaddeus go up against the Twelve Talons. Even I feel a chill run through me, she thought. But Leander and Yvette? They looked entirely unfazed, as if this was nothing new.

Emma felt indignant seeing Leander’s indifferent expression. She said in a low voice, “At a time like this, you’re still playing with your phone? Can’t you see what’s happening? This has nothing to do with you. Take her and leave. If you stay, no one can guarantee your safety!”

She had realized things were escalating quickly. A Martial Sovereign from the Umbral Court had arrived, someone likely on par with Thaddeus. Their side only, had three people.

The enemy, however, had nearly the entire Twelve Talons. If a clash broke out, it’d be a miracle just to survive.

“Go ahead, have your battle. Don’t mind me. I’m just here for the entertainment.”

He didn’t even glance her way, his eyes still locked on his phone.

“You…”

Her beautiful eyes froze in anger, but with the fight about to erupt, she had no time to argue. Elias and Troy also glanced at Leander, their expressions full of disdain.

Troy especially couldn’t understand why the softest spot in Maeve’s heart was given to someone he saw as a fool.

“Yvette, please talk some sense into him and get out of here,” Maeve advised, worried. “These people are after me. I can’t bear the thought of you getting hurt because of me.”

However, Yvette just smiled gently and shook her head.

“Don’t worry about him, Maeve. He’s just fine. And you shouldn’t worry, either. No matter what happens, he’ll handle it.”

Emma and the others scoffed silently. In their eyes, Yvette was delusional.

What a joke. Look at the situation now–the martial arts masters rank from the Umbral Court are moving in, clearly hell–bent on capturing Maeve and fulfilling that bounty no matter the cost. Even Thaddeus might not be able to keep things under control.

And yet Yvette says there’s no need to worry as long as Leander’s here? Ridiculous.

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Maeve was still confused and wanted to say more, but the situation suddenly changed.

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Thaddeus‘ gaze locked onto Norman. Sensing the powerful force hidden within him, he turned

serious.

Norman’s cultivation was clearly on par with his own. He hadn’t expected the Umbral Court to send someone of this level.

“Thaddeus,” he said, “since you came here to protect our target, you’ve already made yourself our enemy. What are you waiting for? I’ve long wanted to test out your famous Cloudveil Palm and Heart–Crushing Palm!”

His fingers twitched slightly, internal energy swirling around them, glowing with a dark aura.

“I was hoping for this!” Thaddeus sneered, pressing his palms together as clouds of energy began to rise.

Just as these two Martial Sovereign were about to clash, a long shout rang out from the side.

“Thaddeus, how about letting me take this fight?”

As the voice landed, a tall man in blue robes arrived beside Thaddeus.

He was about 1.9 meters tall, with a plain–looking face that could easily go unnoticed in a crowd -but the massive iron spear on his back glinted with a chilling light. His presence alone was like a looming storm–quiet yet overpowering.

Just his presence was enough to suppress even Thaddeus‘ aura.

“Master!” Emma and Elias exclaimed in surprise.

The man was none other than the “Spearstorm“-Yannick Garland, head of the Tri–Peak Sect and ranked sixth on the Power Index.

“Norman, it’s been 25 years. I can’t believe you actually joined the Umbral Court and even became their acting leader. You were once the famed ‘Noble Edge.‘ Seems you’ve truly fallen.”. Yannick sneered as he looked at Norman, clearly full of contempt.

Norman wasn’t angry. He merely scoffed coldly as he replied, “Yannick, you’re still as sharp- tongued as ever after 25 years! Traveling all this way just to protect your disciple’s sister? Since when did you get so sentimental?”

Yannick stood with his hands behind his back and ignored the question. He raised a palm toward Maeve.

“Norman, I’m not here to waste words. She is my disciple’s blood sister. I demand that the Umbral Court cancel the bounty on her. If you withdraw and retreat now, there’s no need for us

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to fight.”

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“But if you refuse,” he continued coldly, “then tonight, I will make sure you die beneath my iron spear–whether you believe it or not!”

Leander turned off his phone and tilted his head slightly to glance at Yannick, secretly nodding to himself.

Although Yannick ranked sixth on the Power Index, his actual strength wasn’t inferior to fourth–ranked Sean, almost at the level of half–transcendence.

He looked ordinary, but his words carried overwhelming dominance, which Leander found quite interesting.

Norman’s eyes flickered. He didn’t respond right away. As an old acquaintance of Yannick, he knew the man always followed through on his words.

After a moment of thought, he suddenly smiled coldly. “Yannick, you’re still as confident and

arrogant as ever!

“Unfortunately, killing me today won’t be easy. And this place, Maplebrook Manor? It’s where you’ll die.

“You think Maeve is our target? Ridiculous. A mere celebrity wouldn’t warrant such a mobilization from the Umbral Court. Our real target… is you, Yannick!”

A cruel grin curled on his lips. Yannick’s gaze narrowed as he sensed five powerful auras approaching fast.

In the dark night, five figures moved like phantoms, covering tens of meters with each step, appearing in front of the Eleven Talons. They were all different in height, build, and attire.

One wore a straw hat that obscured his face, with his hands hidden in his sleeves and a long fishing rod strapped to his back.

Another looked like a dwarf, barely 1.3 meters tall, with broad ears and eyes that crackled with electricity.

Two others looked nearly identical–clearly twins. Each had only three fingers on each hand, their hands shaped like claws, exuding an overwhelming aura.

The last one was entirely cloaked in a flowing black robe. His face was devilishly handsome, yet bore a disturbing aura. A blood–red mark between his eyebrows made him especially striking and sinister.

“Eldon Pike, Thorne Crackle, Twinclaws, and… the Dreadlord Solane?”

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Thaddeus‘ eyes widened as he named each of them. These were all martial arts masters of Astria from twenty–five years ago–once renowned across the nation. Each one had been strong enough to rank on the national Power Index in their time.

These five had vanished for more than two decades, never to be seen again. No one expected them to appear tonight alongside the Umbral Court.

“Impossible…”

Emma, Elias, and Troy were dumbfounded. There were six Martial Sovereigns among forces of the Umbral Court–an unthinkable lineup.

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The sudden arrival of the five figures shook even Yannick. His eyes narrowed in disbelief.

“How could it be you guys?”

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