Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

Chapter 130 Demonstrating Power Once Again

A moment later.

Leilin briefly explained the situation of Number 1.

The king was completely stunned after hearing this.

That gray-robed powerhouse, whose strength was so terrifying that he could single-handedly slaughter a city, that monster who killed the Great Shaman with a single strike and unleashed the Black Sun to destroy the royal capital, was actually a bodyguard created by Leylin specifically to protect him in secret.

This is ridiculous.

But looking at Leylin's incredibly serious face, and then at the person standing respectfully behind him like an obedient guard...

The king had no choice but to believe the sign.

The facts were right in front of him, leaving him no choice but to believe them.

The king's Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed.

"So—there's been this powerful figure secretly following me all these past few months?"

"right."

"Was it because he helped me win those battles so smoothly before?"

"Occasionally," Leylin nodded, "but most of the time you handle it yourself without him having to."

The king remained silent for a few seconds, unsure of what to say.

So all these months he's been fighting outside, and he's had a bodyguard who could slaughter a city by his side the whole time, and he didn't even realize it.

At this moment, Leylin suddenly spoke up: "By the way, Father, since we're already here, I'll take this opportunity to improve your strength."

The king was taken aback: "Enhance strength? There's another new bloodline potion?"

He still remembered the batch of bloodline purification potions that Leylin had given him before the expedition. It was because of drinking that stuff that his strength increased so much, and his soldiers were all transformed.

He thought Leylin had developed an even more powerful version.

Leylin shook his head: "No need for that."

Then, the king witnessed the most unforgettable moment of his life.

Leylin looked up at the sky and casually waved his hand.

A large expanse of white clouds suddenly gathered, blocking out the sunlight overhead.

Then it started to rain.

A fine drizzle fell, soaking everyone.

At first, the king didn't think anything was special. The rain wasn't cold or wet; it felt warm and cozy on his skin, which was quite comfortable.

Then he realized something was wrong.

The warmth seeped into his skin and flowed through his veins throughout his body. The already powerful energy within him suddenly surged, expanded, and underwent a qualitative change, as if it had been ignited.

He could clearly feel that his strength was improving rapidly.

Section 1.

Two sections.

Three sections—

The king's pupils suddenly contracted.

This improvement is far more dramatic than that of the previous Bloodline Evolution Potion!

He subconsciously looked at Ares beside him. The captain of the Royal Guard had wide eyes and an expression of disbelief, clearly experiencing the same change.

Looking at the guards, the mages, and the ordinary soldiers, everyone had the same expression.

The light rain lasted for less than the time it takes to eat a meal before it gradually stopped.

The clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sunlight shone down again.

The king looked down at his hands.

Those hands were still the same hands, but he knew that they could now unleash power he had never dared to imagine before.

Since some of them had already consumed bloodline purification potions, this light rain only increased their racial rank by 14 levels.

If a player nearby uses a detection spell to observe, they will see the following set of data:

The king jumped from level 40 to level 54.

Ares jumped from level 32 to level 46.

Those guards were all level 30 or above.

Even the mages and ordinary soldiers have all surpassed level 20, and many have even reached level 30.

The average level of the entire army has increased by more than ten levels.

What does this mean?

If this army were to turn back and fight the orcs again now, they wouldn't need any tactical coordination at all; they could simply pull out a few soldiers and crush the enemy.

The king was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

He looked at Leylin, his voice a little dry: "This—what kind of method is this?"

"It's nothing, it just rained."

"It rained? That's it?"

"That's it."

The king did not believe it.

"Impossible." He frowned, his tone turning serious. "Leylin, tell me honestly, what price will you pay for this? Will it harm you?"

Leylin shook his head: "No cost, at most it will cost me a drop of blood."

The king still didn't believe it.

A single drop of blood? Just a single drop of blood, and it can significantly boost the overall strength of an entire army?

How could something so outrageous not come without a price?

He stepped forward, staring into Leylin's eyes: "Tell me the truth, you must have paid a heavy price to obtain this power, right?"

"No----"

"Don't hide it from me!" the king interrupted him, his voice tinged with urgency. "I know that such a defying-fate act can't be without a price!"

"You are young, the future king, you cannot be harmed. If I can pay the price, then let me. I have lived most of my life, and I have had enough."

Leylin looked at him, somewhat helpless.

He could tell from his father's eyes that he was genuinely worried about him, not just being polite.

But the problem is, there's really no cost involved.

He thought about it and decided to explain it in a different way.

"Father, what do you think of my current strength?"

The king was taken aback, not understanding why he suddenly asked this question.

Without waiting for his reply, Leylin extended an index finger and pointed to the orc capital city in the distance, which had become ruins.

"Look carefully."

A beam of blazing white light shot out from his fingertips.

The beam of light was incredibly thick and blindingly bright, instantly traversing several miles before crashing into the ruins of the orc capital.

boom-!!!

Everyone's vision blurred.

In that instant, only that blinding white light remained between heaven and earth.

Then came a loud bang.

The sound was terrifyingly loud, making people's eardrums ache and their hearts pound.

Then came the gale.

A powerful shockwave swept over, making people's robes flutter and almost causing them to lose their footing.

As the light faded, the gale subsided, and everything returned to calm, everyone stared blankly into the distance.

The orc capital, which was once a ruin, has completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a huge, deep pit.

The pit was several miles in diameter and bottomless. The rocks at the edge were melted by the high temperature and then cooled, forming a ring of glass-like crystals that reflected an eerie luster in the sunlight.

The entire city is gone.

The king opened his mouth, unable to speak for a long time.

The soldiers behind him were also dumbfounded, staring blankly at the giant crater.

What was that just now?

That's magic?

That was clearly divine punishment!

Several soldiers glanced at Leylin subconsciously, their eyes filled with awe.

The "deity" who had just intervened was now standing right in front of them. He looked about their height and was of average appearance, but in their eyes, he was now a being from a completely different dimension.

The king finally came to his senses.

He stared at the enormous crater, then at Leylin, his voice trembling: "You—your strength—"

"This is my current strength," Leylin said calmly. "There was no price to pay; it's all from my own training."

The king remained silent.

He suddenly realized that his earlier words, such as "Don't hide it from me" and "Let me pay the price for you," were somewhat ridiculous.

This is hardly the kind of power that requires a price to be paid.

This clearly indicates that they have reached a different level.

Has Leylin become a god?