My Charity System made me too OP-Chapter 213 : Blood King Tournament XI

A spear of light erupted from the heavens, descending upon Lavana like divine judgment.

It was Roman.

Despite his injuries, he had gathered every last ounce of his mana to launch one final, devastating attack.

The golden spear pierced through Lavana's chest.

For the first time, she stumbled, blood dripping from her lips.

"Got you…" Roman whispered, before collapsing from exhaustion.

Millim, having barely recovered, gasped as she saw Lavana still standing, despite the mortal wound.

Lavana laughed.

It was a slow, chilling laugh.

Then—

She grabbed the spear sticking out of her chest and ripped it out, the wound sealing itself instantly as if it had never existed.

Roman's eyes widened in horror.

Lavana grinned, her crimson eyes glowing with bloodlust.

"That was cute," she said.

Then she kicked off the ground—

And appeared right in front of Roman.

Before he could react—

Crack!

Her fist punched straight through his stomach, blood splattering across the ground.

Roman coughed up blood, his vision fading.

"L-Leon…" he gasped weakly.

Lavana twisted her hand, making Roman scream in agony.

"Your turn to disappear," Lavana whispered.

But then, she suddenly smiled.

"Just kidding. You're too good to die just yet," she said with a wicked grin.

Her hand blurred—

And in the next moment, Roman's limbs were severed.

Blood sprayed across the ground as he collapsed, gasping in agony.

"But I can't have you interfering," Lavana added coldly. "So stay here and suffer in silence."

She turned away from him, setting her sights on Millim.

"I'll deal with you later," Lavana said with a smirk. "But first, let me kill that bitch."

With that, she vanished, reappearing before Roselia in an instant.

Millim's eyes widened in horror as she looked around—

Naval, Liliana, Roman, and even the Black Knights were all down.

Ken was dead.

Her breath caught in her throat. "She's going to kill her…"

Millim watched helplessly as Lavana grabbed Roselia by the neck, lifting her off the ground.

"Die, bitch," Lavana snarled, tightening her grip.

Roselia gasped, struggling to breathe—

And then—

A sudden presence crashed onto the battlefield.

The temperature plummeted.

A suffocating pressure filled the air, making even Lavana freeze in place.

The sky darkened.

A shadow loomed over them all.

BOOM!

The ground shattered as a figure descended onto the battlefield.

Leon.

His golden eyes burned with unimaginable fury.

"You…" His voice was deathly calm, but the sheer rage beneath it was undeniable.

He saw the state of his comrades.

He saw Roselia dying in Lavana's grasp.

And for the first time in a long while—

Leon lost control.

A black aura of destruction erupted around him, causing the entire dimension to tremble.

Lavana's smirk finally vanished.

She had made a mistake.

A grave mistake.

"You shouldn't have done that," Leon said coldly.

His shadow expanded, engulfing the battlefield in darkness.

Lavana took a step back.

For the first time—

She felt fear.

Her instincts betrayed her—her hand loosened, and she released Roselia from her grasp.

But it was too late.

Leon's berserk state was in full effect.

He was no longer himself.

His golden eyes burned with uncontrollable fury, his presence suffocating, like an unstoppable force of destruction.

His gaze snapped to Millim.

"Get out of here before I lose control completely," he warned, his voice dangerously low.

For the first time, even Millim felt fear.

The way he looked at her—those eyes, overflowing with rage—she knew he wasn't making an empty threat.

Without hesitation, she turned , grabbed everyone and ran, dashing away as fast as she could.

Leaving Lavana alone—

To face the full wrath of Leon.

Lavana stood frozen.

For the first time in her life—she hesitated.

Leon's aura wasn't normal. It wasn't just rage—it was pure destruction. The air itself cracked under the pressure.

The battlefield trembled as dark shadows twisted around Leon, pulsating with uncontrollable energy. His golden eyes glowed eerily, locked onto her with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine.

"You went too far."

His voice was low, almost a whisper. Yet it carried the weight of death itself.

Lavana gritted her teeth, forcing herself to move. She refused to be afraid. She was strong.

"Tch. You think I'm scared?" she spat, gripping her sword tighter. "You're not the first monster I've faced—"

BOOM!

Before she could finish, Leon vanished.

A second later—PAIN.

Lavana's eyes widened as she felt something pierce her stomach.

Blood splattered onto the ground.

Her mind barely processed it before—

CRACK!

A devastating punch to her ribs sent her flying through mountains, her body breaking through solid rock like glass.

She coughed out blood, barely catching her breath before—

BOOM!

Leon was already above her.

His fist crashed down.

The entire battlefield collapsed.

A massive crater formed where Lavana had been, the sheer force of the impact shaking the very dimension itself.

Lavana barely dodged, rolling away as another shockwave tore through the land.

But Leon wasn't stopping.

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He couldn't stop.

His power surged beyond limits, his rage unchained.

This was no longer a fight.

This was a massacre.

And Lavana was the prey.

Lavana barely had time to react.

WHOOSH!

Leon's silhouette blurred, reappearing in front of her before she could even blink.

"Shit—"

BOOM!

His knee slammed into her stomach.

Her eyes widened as blood and saliva burst from her mouth.

The force sent her flying—but Leon wasn't done.

Before she could crash—

CRACK!

Leon gripped her face mid-air, his fingers digging into her skull like an unbreakable vice.

He swung her around like a ragdoll—SMASHING her into the ground, creating a massive crater that swallowed the battlefield in dust and rubble.

Lavana's vision blurred.

Pain.

Agony.

Unrelenting, merciless pain.

Her body wasn't healing fast enough.

Her regenerative abilities were slowing down.

"This… this is insane…" she coughed, struggling to push herself up.

THUD.

A foot pressed against her back, pinning her down.

Leon stood over her.

His golden eyes glowed with pure, merciless wrath.

The sky twisted. The battlefield warped. Reality itself rejected his existence.

The sheer weight of his presence made the air heavy.

Lavana tried to teleport—but she couldn't.

Her powers—were being suppressed.

"You don't deserve an easy death," Leon said coldly, his voice devoid of emotion.