My Love Debts Are Everywhere!-Chapter 482: A Glimpse of the Future - Part 1

"W-What the hell is this!?"

Leon's heart pounded as cold sweat seeped through his robes.

No matter how hard he tried to make sense of the situation, he simply couldn't understand why he was here.

"Is this illusion magic? Am I trapped in it?" he wondered anxiously.

The conclusion seemed reasonable, but he wasn't entirely sure. As a hero, he was immune to illusion magic—unless it was extremely powerful, like ancient-level magic.

In the inner palace, only Liliana was capable of using such magic.

Did that mean she was behind this?

The thought alone felt absurd and impossible. Liliana would never do such a thing—he was certain of it.

Leon forced himself to calm down, steadying his breath and slowing his racing heart.

Once he felt more composed, he looked around and realized he was alone. Charlotte, Stella, Iris, and Fiona—none of them were here.

He let out a quiet sigh of relief. At the very least, he didn't have to worry about them being caught in this illusion magic.

Then, his gaze dropped to the countless corpses sprawled lifelessly beneath him.

Humans, demons, dragons, elves, giants, and dwarves—races he recognized, along with others he had never seen before.

There were so many that not a single patch of empty ground remained within a five-hundred-meter radius.

Leon had fought in countless battles and slain many enemies, yet the sight before him sent a chill down his spine.

From the wounds on their bodies, he could tell they had all died from the same attack.

And whoever was responsible… Leon had no idea.

One thing was certain, though—whoever they were, they had to be unimaginably powerful, perhaps even invincible.

His gaze shifted upward, and what he saw sent a shock through him.

The once bright, beautiful blue sky had turned a deep blood-red, tinged with streaks of orange.

Above him, the two moons—Miranda and Sylvia—hung in a dreadful state. A massive slash had torn through them, nearly splitting them apart, yet they still remained eerily connected.

Strangely enough, the sun—something that should have been impossible to see alongside both moons—was shining in the sky.

But instead of radiating its usual golden warmth, its light was a blackish-red hue, casting an unsettling glow over everything. The sight sent an involuntary chill down Leon's spine.

If he were to put it into words, everything before him resembled the very image of chaos and destruction—as if the apocalypse had arrived.

"What the hell is going on?" he wondered, his breathing growing unsteady.

Despite all his courage, he had to admit—he was terrified. And he was certain that even Liliana, Valen, Luna, or Arshley would feel the same if they saw this.

Gritting his teeth, he shoved his fear aside and forced himself forward. He had to figure out why he was here—and more importantly, how to escape.

With that, he cautiously stepped forward. But with countless corpses covering the ground, he had no choice but to tread over them, one after another.

After more than ten minutes, he finally stepped past the last corpse and onto the ground.

"The ground feels soft… and a little damp," he murmured.

Lifting his right foot slightly, he noticed soil clinging to the sole of his slipper.

Shaking his head, he resumed walking aimlessly, his eyes scanning his surroundings.

Suddenly, a shocking sight drew his attention.

About six hundred meters ahead, a towering pile of corpses stretched endlessly into the distance, resembling a mountain of the dead.

Though it was hard to distinguish the individual bodies, one stood out clearly—a dragon, slightly smaller than Athena's dragon form.

A massive hole gaped in its chest, and a deep slash ran across its neck, leaving its head barely attached.

"What a brutal way to kill," he muttered, narrowing his eyes.

Stabbing the chest and then slicing the neck—it must have caused unbearable pain before death finally came.

*Bang!*

A deafening explosion suddenly roared from the sky.

Startled, Leon snapped his head up, his eyes locking onto four figures engaged in an intense aerial battle.

From their movements, it was clear—three of them were working together against a single opponent.

Without hesitation, Leon unleashed his holy power and soared toward the battle.

As Leon drew closer, their faces finally came into view.

In an instant, his breath caught, and his expression froze. His heart pounded violently, and he couldn't hide the horror on his face.

"They… Are they Liliana and Athena!?" His voice shook with disbelief.

Two of the three figures fighting together were none other than Athena and Liliana.

But something was wrong—they looked completely drained, their bodies battered and weak, as if they were barely hanging on.

"How is this possible? Why are Liliana and Athena here?" Leon wondered, alarmed.

He still didn't understand why he had ended up in this place, and now, he was witnessing Liliana and Athena locked in battle against someone.

What the hell was going on?

Leon bit his lower lip, hesitating to approach.

A gut feeling warned him—something monumental was about to unfold if he kept watching.

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His gaze then shifted to the figure beside them—a woman.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, no less than Athena or Liliana. Her face was flawless, without a single imperfection.

Clad in a white war robe, she radiated the presence of a goddess descended upon the world. Her long white hair was strikingly similar to Liliana's, and her golden eyes…

Leon's breath hitched.

They looked eerily similar to his own.

Because of her hovering position, he couldn't determine her exact height. But given that she stood level with Athena, he estimated she was around 1.8 meters tall.

Leon then shifted his gaze to the figure opposing the three—a man.

He was tall and powerfully built, with two black horns protruding from his head. His eyes were pure black, like endless voids.

His upper body was bare, revealing a physique so perfectly sculpted that it rivaled Leon's own.

Long black hair cascaded down his back, and though his face was undeniably handsome, the cold, oppressive aura surrounding him was terrifying—enough to make anyone who saw him tremble in fear.

Leon's body tensed as an inexplicable surge of killing intent welled up inside him.

"Is he… the Evil God?"