In the center of the vast grassland, a formidable wave of chaotic power surged from Leon's body, radiating upward like a relentless tsunami and growing more intense with each passing moment.
"Come on! I can still unleash more chaotic power from within me!" Leon exclaimed eagerly, even though his face was paler than a corpse, and blood seeped from his mouth, nose, and eyelids.
*Buzz!*
The Great Sword of Chaos, hovering above Leon's head, emitted a brilliant purple light that healed his wounds and regulated the outflow of chaos power from his body.
The two worked so well together that, after half an hour, the intensity of the chaos power emanating from Leon's body gradually diminished until it eventually vanished.
*Thud~*
Suddenly, Leon, already exhausted, collapsed, panting as if he had just run a thousand-meter marathon.