Chapter 821 Lenny Vs Governor Momoa

Chapter 821 Lenny Vs Governor Momoa

Emerging from the trance, Lenny found himself enveloped in a profound stillness, his mind awash with the revelations that had unfolded before him. The encounter with the Sisters of Fate was not just a glimpse into the cosmic machinery of destiny but a stark realization of the intricacies of fate itself. That they had orchestrated this meeting, spanning the chasm of time to communicate with him, underscored the depth of his entanglement in the threads of destiny. It was a moment that marked not just the crossing of paths but the convergence of past, present, and future into a single point of interaction, preordained yet unfathomable.

With these revelations still echoing in his thoughts, Lenny turned his attention to the second core, the remnants of another Primordial beast's essence cradled in his hands. The absorption process unfurled a tapestry of memories and journeys through dimensions, a vista of the core beast's exploits across realms from which it had pilfered essence and power. Yet, in these visions, the guiding presence of the Sisters of Fate was conspicuously absent, leaving Lenny to navigate the memories and their implications alone.

The completion of the second core's absorption marked a pivotal moment for Lenny. He found himself at the threshold of a significant breakthrough, the accumulated power within him pressing against the constraints of his current rank in the Great Demon realm. Seated in a lotus position, he channeled his focus inward, contending with the bottleneck that stood between him and the ascension to the fourth rank.

Each rank in the Great Demon realm was not merely a measure of power but a state of understanding, a level of enlightenment that demanded insight into the universe's deeper mysteries. Such enlightenment, typically the result of centuries, if not millennia, of contemplation and experience, was within Lenny's grasp far sooner than nature intended. His unique journey through the eyes and minds of Primordial beasts had imparted wisdom far beyond his years, accelerating his path to enlightenment.

As Lenny delved deeper into the power he had received, energy crackled around him, a visible manifestation of the forces at his command. The breakthrough was imminent, a testament to his unparalleled journey through time, memory, and the very essence of ancient beings. The air around him hummed with potential, the very atmosphere charged with the imminent shift in his power.

<Congratulations Host! You are now a rank 4 Great Demon>

<Congratulations Host! increase in all stats>

<Congratulations Host Earthen Water and Earthen lightening absorbed.>

Recollection of the serpent Kill, tasked with engaging Governor Momoa, snapped Lenny back to the reality of his unfinished business. Beyond the personal vendetta stemming from Momoa's interference in Lenny's affairs, there was the matter of the invitation stone that Momoa possessed—a prize of considerable strategic importance to Lenny. The memory of Momoa claiming the life of Basit, thus robbing Lenny of his rightful kill, added fuel to the fire of Lenny's resolve. As an assassin, such transgressions were not easily forgiven or forgotten, and now, the time had come for retribution.

With a fluid motion, Lenny rose, the giant ball of blood that had cast a pall of silence over the city hovering ominously above him. With a mere gesture, he relegated the orb to his storage, a testament to his preparedness for the impending confrontation within the city of Judas. His focus sharpened on the task ahead, Lenny propelled himself with unmatched speed toward the outskirts of the city where Governor Momoa was locked in a futile struggle against the formidable serpent, Kill.

Arriving at the scene, Lenny's command, "Come back, Kill, this prey is mine!" echoed with authority, prompting the serpent to cease its assault and retreat behind its master. This unexpected withdrawal left Governor Momoa taken aback, his focus now squarely on Lenny, the orchestrator of the day's chaos.

Lenny, ever the strategist, prepared for the duel with a dramatic flourish, discarding his shirt to reveal a physique honed by countless battles and the recent infusion of primordial power. In a display of martial prowess, he summoned two katanas into his hands, the blades shimmering with lethal intent.

The ground between Lenny and Governor Momoa became the stage for a showdown of epic proportions, the air charged with anticipation and the weight of unresolved enmities. Lenny stood poised, his weapons ready, a silent challenge to Momoa to engage in a battle that was inevitable from the moment their paths had crossed.

Governor Momoa chuckled lightly, "You know, you would have had a better chance against me with your pets."

lenny raised a brow at him, "and where will the fun be in that." On saying this, he released his magic into his environment.

Instantly, the Governor was left shocked. "You are already in the fourth rank of the Great demon realm? Only moments ago... you were in the..." Governor Momoa realized that his panic was showing and decided to shut his mouth up. He frowned harshly, "You Killed my people, You have to DIE!"

*BOOM!* He kicked against the ground, his force of propulsion leaving a crater behind...