For a moment, Leon even had the absurd illusion that he could punch a planet apart with a single blow.
Or perhaps…
It wasn't an illusion at all.
Locking his gaze onto a moon-sized asteroid in the distance, Leon didn't hesitate. He shot forward, his right leg below the knee wrapped in distorted space and crimson-gold energy.
Rider Kick!
Leon unleashed Kuuga's Rider Kick.
The instant his kick landed, the moon-sized asteroid—along with the Shadow Creatures watching from its surface—exploded into countless fragments.
Only Leon remained suspended at the center of the debris field, surrounded by drifting asteroid fragments, staring blankly at his own hands.
"…This is ridiculous."
Leon felt like he had already reached the realm of "A man born between heaven and earth should never live forever beneath another."
Compared to his adoptive father Odin, he was only lacking a bit of overall versatility.
This power wasn't solely the credit of the Armadam Spirit Stone.
The All-Black Necrosword had also amplified Leon's base attributes—together producing this terrifying result.
"Come out."
Leon called softly.
The space beside him rippled, and for the first time the All-Black Necrosword was summoned from the system's storage space, landing in his hand.
"Can you talk?"
Leon flicked the blade lightly and asked.
"N-No…"
A trembling voice—impossible to identify as male or female—echoed directly inside Leon's mind.
Although Leon didn't know exactly what had happened to the sword before it came into his possession, he could guess easily.
It was almost certainly the system's handiwork.
Some sort of forced loyalty training, perhaps.
After all, this ominous weapon had originally belonged to Knull, the God of the Symbiotes.
"So how much power do you still have?" Leon asked.
"Could you turn an ordinary farmer into someone strong enough to kill Odin or Zeus?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
The Necrosword trembled violently, as if shaking its head.
"I'm extremely weak right now. It's been a long time since I last 'fed.'"
"If I were the only source of power, I could currently help a host kill only some weaker pseudo-gods."
Thinking about this made the sword furious.
That previous idiot host had zero sense of strategy.
Instead of quietly growing stronger, he went straight to challenge a God of Light—the exact type of opponent that countered the Necrosword the most.
Damn it.
What an absolute fool.
While internally cursing its former wielder nonstop, the All-Black Necrosword behaved with utmost respect toward Leon.
Because it understood something clearly—
Leon was the strongest host it had ever possessed since its creation.
Second only to its original master, Knull.
The fact that Leon was completely immune to its mental corruption proved that this time…
It had truly struck gold.
Even if it had gone from dominant master to subordinate weapon, as long as it seized this opportunity, it might return to the peak it once reached when Knull battled the golden Celestial.
Perhaps it could even surpass that peak.
Thinking of this made the Necrosword hum happily, rubbing its blade against Leon's palm like an obedient pet.
As for Knull…
Who was that?
It didn't know him.
…
Afterward, Leon conducted another round of testing.
He tested both:
The strength of his Kuuga Ultimate FormThe durability of the All-Black Necrosword
Although the results were only moderately satisfying, both he and the sword still had enormous room for growth.
And Leon was looking forward to it.
After leaving the Shadow Domain, Leon casually thought about a certain person.
Immediately, his Observation Haki located the target.
"…No way."
Leon raised an eyebrow in surprise.
With a thought, he used the Sling Ring given by the Ancient One to open a portal beside him, its edges sparking with blue mystical energy.
He paused for a moment.
Looking at the black sword-shaped tattoo on the back of his right hand—the Necrosword's current form—Leon hesitated.
Then he decided to be honest with that person.
After all…
He had nothing to hide.
If some foolish god decided to cause trouble over this—
That would actually be great.
…
Norway
The same seaside cliff where an old man could quietly watch the ocean.
Disguised as an ordinary elderly man, Odin sat on a rock near the cliff's edge, silently gazing out over the blue sea.
The scene made Leon feel slightly uneasy.
The old man isn't about to die, is he…?
"Leon."
"What brings you here this time?"
Odin turned his head and gave Leon's black sword-shaped mark a deep glance.
But he said nothing about it.
Instead, he simply asked Leon's reason for coming.
"Father," Leon said, sitting beside him.
"Is there any way to remove the curse on this sword?"
He handed over the Ebony Blade.
Odin looked at it only briefly before answering.
"The curse of the Ebony Blade has already fused completely with the weapon itself."
"To remove the curse would be to destroy the blade."
"…Ah?"
Leon frowned.
"Then is there any solution?"
If the curse couldn't be removed, he would have to keep the sword with him forever.
Giving it to someone else would basically be handing them a time bomb.
"It can be suppressed temporarily."
"There will be a solution eventually."
Odin extended a finger and tapped the blade.
A layer of pure white holy light wrapped around the Ebony Blade.
The rippling patterns constantly flowing across the blade's surface instantly calmed and faded away.
The whispers that tempted the wielder's mind also disappeared.
"Sacred magic can temporarily suppress the curse," Odin explained calmly.
"As long as the wielder does not recklessly draw power from it, my seal will last a very long time."
"There will be no problems within this century."
Odin smiled faintly.
"Have you decided who its next owner will be?"
"Eh… whoever wants it, I guess."
Leon shrugged.
…
After resolving the sword's curse for the time being, Leon didn't leave immediately.
Instead, he chatted casually with Odin.
"Why isn't Mother with you?"
"Loki has suddenly taken great interest in studying magic and refining his swordsmanship," Odin said.
"Frigga is taking advantage of the rare opportunity to teach him."
"I see."
After briefly learning about Asgard's current situation, Leon said goodbye and stepped into the portal.
Watching Leon disappear into the portal, Odin suddenly let out a long sigh.
In an instant, he seemed far older.
"It's getting closer…"
"Leon… everything will soon be in your hands."
…
Meanwhile — Leon's Seaside Villa
Leon returned home.
Tony Stark was currently analyzing the Grandmaster's Disintegration Scepter.
He thought the scepter itself looked lame.
But the technology inside it was incredibly cool.
"Hey Tony," Leon said.
"Want a sword?"
"This is Excalibur, the legendary sword from King Arthur's myth~"
"Go away!"
"Talk to Pepper if you need something. I'm busy."
Leon floated the Ebony Blade in front of Tony using telekinesis.
Tony didn't even look up.
He casually raised his hand—
A tiny wormhole appeared.
The next second, Leon was instantly teleported out of the lab.
"…Damn."
"That teleportation trick is even smoother than Wong's."
Leon looked around.
He had landed inside Pepper Potts' office.
At least Wong's portals had a casting animation.
And the portal itself didn't move—you had to walk into it.
Tony's wormhole method was far simpler.
Just snap your fingers—
And someone disappears.
If Tony wanted, he could literally throw someone into the Sun.
Leon smacked his lips in amazement.
Then he silently floated over to Pepper's desk like a mischievous ghost, leaning forward with a sneaky grin.
"Pepper…"
"Want a sword?"
"This is Excalibur, the legendary sword from King Arthur's myth~"
"AH—!"
"Leon?! You scared me!"
Pepper, who had been deeply focused on work, nearly jumped out of her chair.
A moment later…
Leon—with a pair of deliberately self-inflicted panda eyes—was thrown out of Pepper's office along with the Ebony Blade, Tom-and-Jerry style.
The bruises were fake.
He had made them himself so Pepper could vent her anger.
Otherwise, she wouldn't even be able to break his defenses.
"Fine, fine."
"No one wants it, right?"
Leon picked up the sword and snorted.
"Then I'll just keep it myself."
"Use it as a nail clipper!"
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