From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 464

A deafening crack tore through the sky. Violent shockwaves blasted outward, whipping the air into spiraling gales.

The ground split open inch by inch, fracturing into a spiderweb of deep ravines.

Under countless stunned stares, a figure was hurled backward, blood spraying from his lips as he skidded over a hundred feet across the shattered earth. It was Eckhart.

All of a sudden, a streak of motion carved through the air—Leander.

Before Eckhart could even regain balance, Leander's foot came down like a divine hammer, stomping straight into his chest.

Blood misted upward as one of the Arbitration Office's Chief Arbitrators plummeted from the sky, carving a long trench into the ground before vanishing beneath a storm of dust and debris.

"The first."

Leander cast a cold glance at the fallen body, then lifted his gaze toward the remaining eleven elites standing ahead.

"Next."

The abrupt reversal drained the color from the Flame Witch's face—and from every other Chief Arbitrator's expression.

Eckhart's body was so tough he'd once stopped a moving freight train with just his torso.

Yet Leander had crushed him within a heartbeat. Flesh against flesh, no tricks, no mercy, slamming him into rubble like he weighed nothing.

The Flame Witch straightened, eyes narrowing, and barked the order without hesitation.

"Everyone—don't treat Jeff like just another target. All together! Kill him. Don't let this drag out!"

Her shout snapped the others awake.

These Chief Arbitrators—people who normally looked down on the world—threw all pride aside.

Eleven sonic booms tore through the air as they shot toward Leander.

"Good. All of you at once."

As the eleven streaked in, Leander only sneered and vanished.

Their faces tightened.

In the same instant, the eleven scattered, switching into full alert.

For a single breath, none of them could sense where Leander had gone.

"How did he…" The Flame Witch's gaze trembled.

A slip of wind brushed past her side.

"Behind you!"

She shouted, but she was too late.

Just behind her, a Chief Arbitrator barely had time to lift his head when a sharp, breathtakingly cold face appeared inches from his own.

"What—"

Pure terror exploded through him.

In nearly a hundred years of life, he had never felt such absolute, lethal intent.

Leander's pale hand curled into a fist and slammed into his chest.

With that, the Chief Arbitrator shot backward like a meteor.

Before everyone's stunned eyes, he crashed into a mountain, vanishing inside it.

The entire peak split down the center and began collapsing in chunks.

Whether he survived… no one knew.

"The second."

Leander grinned, stepped hard in the air, and slingshotted himself straight at another target.

"Not good!"

This one had sharp instincts and reacted fast, but Leander was faster.

His eyes narrowed as Leander closed the gap. He barely had time to suck in a breath.

Leander's pale, marble-hard fist was about to smash down when a figure suddenly flashed in front of him, cutting off the blow.

"Jeff, don't you dare!"

Inas' voice cracked like thunder. He looked thin and almost frail, but the aura exploding around him felt like a mountain coming alive.

"Crescent Fist!"

His bony palm thrust forward, eerie silver lights sparkling around his hand.

A punch tore out, and a deep-blue crescent-shaped fist mark materialized from nothing, a hundred feet wide, swallowing the sky like a field of glowing stars.

Leander's eyes stayed cold.

He punched back, a burning blue fist-shadow ripping the air open.

Trinity Strike Technique—first form: Soulbreaker.

Two colossal fist prints, both blazing with blue light, collided.

Twin shockwaves erupted and rolled outward.

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