Explosions rang out without end.
Leo hovered in midair, silently watching the Celestial Dragons' residential district in Mary Geoise crumble into ruins beneath a rain of golden light.
Those once-magnificent buildings—
White marble palaces, intricately carved fountain plazas, and noble gardens carpeted with flowers—
Shattered, collapsed, and burned under the barrage of Nen projectiles.
Smoke and dust rose from several directions at once, as though multiple volcanoes had erupted together.
In his senses, the presence deep within Pangaea Castle showed no reaction. It remained still, neither moving nor leaking the slightest ripple of power.
"You can really take a beating, huh? Someone's attacking your home, and you still won't budge."
Even the biggest pushover in a romance novel would have cracked by now. Impressive.
Leo sneered. His gaze swept over the ruins before settling on the collapsing buildings below.
"Whatever. I'll kill a few people to warm up first."
Imu might not have moved, but plenty of others were flying toward him.
Soon, more than a hundred people appeared before Leo.
The CP0 members wore their signature white suits and masks.
The Knights of God wore an assortment of outfits, weapons in hand.
There were guards from Pangaea Castle as well, clad in standard armor and carrying spears.
They converged from every direction, forming a semicircle in the sky around Leo.
Leo looked them over and gave his assessment.
"Not bad. The World Government has quite a few strong fighters, as expected. Shame they're not strong enough."
One of the men leading them flushed at those words and roared.
"How dare you invade the Holy Land! You've signed your own death warrant! Surrender at once!"
Before his voice had faded—
Pop!
His head burst into a cloud of blood. Red and white fragments sprayed outward as his headless body fell