Chapter 102

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After the battle, Leon relaxed in the hot springs aboard Sky Blade.

Yes, the massive space fortress that traveled the universe had hot springs.

The angels, with their almost endless vitality, were a race that not only fought demons and evil but also sought love and joy.

They excelled in balancing war and leisure, knowing how to enjoy life better than any other beings in the cosmos.

Sky Blade, though designed for warfare, had a city built on it to serve as a temporary home for the angels when they left Merlot Heaven for the wider universe. They often travelled to the nearby galaxies.

In their downtime, they soaked in hot springs, sipped wine on rooftops, and savored peace.

As the captain of Sky Blade, Leon naturally had access to all these luxuries. In fact, it was his favorite thing to do. Sky Blade was like a heavenly place after all.

He stripped off his clothes, immersed himself in the warm waters, and leaned against the rock wall, enjoying the sight of the surrounding jungle. Birds chirped on nearby branches, occasionally rubbing their heads together, as the bright sky bathed everything in light.

The surrounding was peaceful. One could spend their whole life here and never be bored. The Sky Blade simulated natural environment with great precision. Leon then decided to do something productive.

Connected to Sky Blade's system, Leon's mind was bombarded with data streams. "The black guy noticed something," he muttered. "Pretty sharp."

Sky Blade monitored Earth constantly, filtering events through its vast database. Everything was categorized, from Sergei's recent meeting with the dhampir Blade to their plan to kill the Blood God, to the ongoing skirmishes between vampires and werewolves in London.

Of course, the highest priority was anything related to Leon, or his allies. And now, Sky Blade had picked up something concerning Leon: Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., had started to notice Leon's, well more specifically, his families' activities.

Nick Fury was one of the few individuals on Earth who had a broad understanding of the big picture. He was known for his near-obsessive control and manipulative tactics, earning him the distrust of many, even the Avengers, whom he helped assemble.

But despite his flaws, Fury's intelligence was undeniable. With minimal clues—the corpses at Stryker's base, Natasha's covert infiltration of Colonel Rhodes' barracks, and the theft of a military Humvee—Fury had begun to piece together a connection to Leon.

Leon couldn't help but be impressed by Fury's deduction skills.

Fury was a master detective. There was no doubt about that.

But at his current level of power, Leon no longer had to take painstaking measures to conceal his movements like he did during his early days in the Ural Mountains.

In fact, he didn't want to hide. Fury's knack for stirring up trouble was useful, as it drew major players—heroes and villains alike—from and to Earth. It would be a great opportunity for Leon to obtain genetic samples to expand Sky Blade's database.

While Leon paid some attention to Fury's efforts, he didn't take them too seriously.

It wasn't that he underestimated Fury, but even if the S.H.I.E.L.D. director realized there was an unknown force causing trouble on a global scale, Sky Blade would ensure Fury never found Leon and his family.

The most Fury could hope for was to uncover something about Natasha, given her past as the Black Widow. She had left more than enough clues during her time as a covert operative. Yet even without Sky Blade's assistance, Natasha had become adept at hiding her presence. Her mastery of haki allowed her to not only make herself invisible but also alter the perceptions of those around her.

But it would be hard, maybe even impossible, for Fury to glean information about the family through Natasha's movement.

At that moment, Keisha's voice interrupted Leon's thoughts. "Captain Leon, Sky Blade has detected a new dimension and discovered a Skyfather-level lifeform imprisoned there."

Whoosh!

A holographic projection appeared before Leon, displaying a world consumed by flames. The extreme heat had turned the landscape into molten lava, and no signs of life were visible. In a scorched canyon, a tall, skeletal figure sat on a flaming throne, eyes closed in slumber. A massive sword, glowing with molten heat, leaned beside the throne. The figure's body was composed of jagged rocks, with red light glowing from within. Two massive horns jutted from its head. Though the being appeared weak, its presence was undeniably powerful.

"Fire Demon, Surtur," Keisha's voice explained. "One of the oldest fire elemental demons, ruler of Muspelheim. He was defeated by Odin, King of the Asgardian Gods, and is categorized as Skyfather-level at his peak. His weapon, the Sword of Twilight, is composed of an unknown elemental metal with magical properties, allowing him to manipulate elemental power and break through dimensions. Currently, he is in a weakened state."

Leon leaned against the rock wall and smirked. "Surtur, the bringer of Ragnarok."

Though Surtur was weakened now, his power was undeniable.

He had long been a thorn in Asgard's side, even giving Odin trouble. One of the oldest creatures in the Nine Realms, Surtur had harbored a burning hatred for Asgard for millennia. At Ragnarok, he would wield the Sword of Twilight to destroy Asgard, fulfilling his destiny. In the end, both Surtur and Asgard would perish together. More of a force of nature than a villain, Surtur's fate was tied to Asgard's survival. His only purpose was to bring about its destruction.

Leon's eyes gleamed as he stared at the sleeping fire giant. Though Surtur's mind was singularly focused, his raw power made him valuable. With a sly grin, Leon began to plot how he might use Surtur's strength to his advantage.