From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 446

Leander hovered mid-air as his calm gaze locked onto the two interlopers. His eyes betrayed nothing, seemingly fathomless.

Halia and Khaedor's eyes flickered. While they were shocked, they also had enough of their wits to speculate about Leander's identity.

The Deepcoil Dragon he'd fought was the size of a small villa. Although it'd been smashed into the mountainside, it was definitely alive… and very, very angry. His aura was so oppressive that even they had to be careful when dealing with magical beasts of his caliber.

Yet, this young man had managed to send a Deepcoil Dragon flying with just one punch. He'd even managed to leave a dent in the dragon's scales. This alone proved that he was a monster of his own right.

A fighter of his caliber could easily leave a mark on the International Combat Units list. However, they'd seen anyone worth seeing and had never seen him before.

Suddenly, a name popped up in their minds.

Among the top 20 ranked worldwide, the only one they hadn't encountered was the Astrian genius—Jeff Ashcroft.

"Jeff Ashcroft?"

Halia licked her lips in interest, her gaze a mix of curiosity and seduction.

However, one should never judge a book by its cover. Although she boasted unblemished skin and youthful looks, she was already 60 when she first made the list. Now, she was approaching 80.

Back then, she'd been known as the youngest top ranker worldwide.

Now, it seemed that this young fellow was about to take that title from her.

Nonetheless, she was intrigued by this mysterious figure. He was now ranked fifth despite not even being in his 20s.

Khaedor's aura flickered in black pulses, his aura betraying his disbelief as he gaped at Leander.

He and Halia ranked first and second on the International Combat Units list. Even they wouldn't dare to provoke a Deepcoil Dragon unless they really had to. Yet, Leander, who came in fifth, had subdued the Deepcoil Dragon effortlessly.

That could only mean one thing—his true power was way above his ranking.

Leander shot them a glance, but wasn't surprised by their appearance. After all, the appearance of an unknown relic would always attract several powerhouses.

Suddenly, they heard a thunderous roar that sent the remaining half of the cliff into chunks.

Sure enough, chunks of earth fell to the ground in deafening thumps. The black dragon had gotten himself free from the mountainside, and he had soared into the sky once more.

His nostrils flared as he glared at Leander murderously. There was no mistaking his look for anything else but the intent to kill.

"You insolent human, how dare you strike me!"

Wrath burned in his eyes, his scales bristling as an ominous energy rippled outward. Soon, cracks appeared in the space beneath its claws.

"I'm not done. You're dead once I'm done with you," Leander replied calmly as he raised his hand, blue energy swirling in his palm.

"You? Kill me? Hah!"

The black dragon didn't even spare Halia and Khaedor a glance. To him, Leander was his true enemy.

"The Dragon Core is the culmination of my cultivation! Yet, you want it for yourself! You only have yourself to blame for dying. I will use the Deepcoil Dragons' legacy to end your life. Neither you nor that Formshift Pill you have will ever leave this valley alive."

The dragon then slammed his claws against the ground, sending dirt and debris everywhere.

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