Leto Arknights Novels & Stories

he replied. "I am three actually," Leo corrected. "I have an ex-Megestanis and my Luna with me too." "You may have knocked up your Luna but it's not a full moon anymore. She is back to being a defenceless little girl," he snarled. "Do you really think you can take my army with a girl?" "Does your army really think it can take me?" Leo asked a smile creeping onto his face. "And my Luna is not defenceless. Far from it in fact."

Galatrina spoke while remaining calm. Alucard then gained calmness as Galatrina tries to explain the situation. "And who do you think it might be?" Alucard asked. "This power and kind of attacked is from the very first warrior who became an awakened demon. He is from the first generation of warrior, Leomord of the north. Also known as Leomord, the wise." Hiyojin answered with a menacing look. Under the night sky, a shadow appeared. The three remaining warriors are shaking on their feet as the pressure kept rising.

Gradually, they manage to break all the Drider's legs, incapacitating it. Baut seizes the chaos to stealthily approach Enril. He moves like a shadow, his figure slipping through the confusion of battle. He delivers a strong thrust to Enril, the blade of his weapon sinking into his body, inflicting a serious wound. However, before he can celebrate his victory, Leía intervenes. With a swift and precise movement, she severs his head in a single stroke. To the astonishment of everyone, Leía transforms into an Archon. Her body emits a bright light and releases a beam that closes Enril's wound. It's an act of power and protection, a testament to her strength as an Archon.

"Charge!" The valley exploded into violence. The two armies slammed together with a sound like a mountain collapsing. Leo led the first wave, his smaller stature making him a blur of lethal precision. He slid under the guard of a towering, skeletal warrior, his blade glowing with a spark of his mother’s lunar fire. "For the Moon!" Leo shouted, his voice cracking but firm. He severed the creature’s legs, and as it fell, he didn't look back. "Keep the line! Don't let them break the center!"

“There are forces at play, Nero, forces that Letra was destined to confront. Her journey took her far from the Valley, she was always born to die.” Nero absorbed the weight of Seraphina’s words, his mind racing to comprehend the significance of it all. “And Lorelei? Is she a part of this destiny as well?” Seraphina’s expression turned solemn. “Atticus never wanted to reveal Letra’s destiny to her and even now he does not was to reveal Letharia’s. He let her die, he dare not defy the gods for his own daughter. I merely wish not to see them suffer- Nero interrupted “Who are you?!”

Soldier: commander we have picked up a million fleets of ships heading to attack us Zeno:ok you can leave tell the others to prepare for battle and call Leto for me Soldier:ok commander (leaves) Leto:(comes in) commander you called for me Zeno:(goes over to her)yes I did, I have received a report that a million fleets of ships are coming to attack so I want to know if you are up to the task Leto:of course am ready, you seem to have forgotten that am a killer a born one at that and I have no heart or emotion Zeno: excellent now go prepare Leto:ok commander (as she leaves)

Leo growled, his golden eyes locking onto the eastern sector, "we turn the armor around. We march straight into the drift zones, we tear down their foundries, and I will execute their new Warlord with my own hands. No more shadows. No more remnants. We burn the Covenant to the bedrock." Aria nodded, her hand gripping his firmly, their core energies locking together in absolute harmony. The vanguard of retribution was fully prepared. The true campaign for the valley was about to begin.

The rigid pattern resisted the foreign, organic energy. Then, it took. The golden thread merged with the null-wave. It was done. “Pull back!” Leo shouted, as the null-wave, now carrying its hidden passenger, lashed out towards him and Arin. The two gardeners didn’t try to block it. They simply vanished, pulling themselves out of the Weave an instant before the wave could hit them. Lyra and Kael didn’t wait. They activated their anchors and felt the familiar tug of home. They stumbled back onto the hill, their hearts pounding. Leo and Arin appeared a second later, both looking strained but unharmed.

Luna could not wait and quietly snuck over. She looked closely. Lethe was indeed the same envoy of hell. In her left hand, she held a bottle presumably containing the Lethe’s elixir. On her right hand was an ancient-looking box. Luna knew that inside the box was the mnemonia. “Phew...” Luna felt nervous. She took a deep breath to calm herself. Then, she reached out and grabbed the box. However, when she tried to drag the box away, she realized that although Lethe was asleep, her right hand was still resting on the handle of the box, making it impossible for Luna to steal it.

"I am ready, Arcturus. Let us face whatever challenges come our way, and may the power of the moon guide us to victory." Arcturus nodded, his eyes gleaming with approval. "Then let us go to battle, Princess. For the moon is full, and our time is now." I felt a surge of confidence and power. We led our pack into battle, the moon shining brightly above us. As we clashed with Rocco's followers, I could feel the moon's energy coursing through me. I raised my hands, and a beam of silver light shot out, striking our enemies with precision and force. Arcturus fought alongside me, his teeth and claws gleaming in the moonlight.