Over on Leon's side, the little fellow had already agreed happily.
Success or not, it all rests with fate.
...
Back to the Ancient Dragon Continent.
Levi helped Leon into the Netherworld King's Armor.
The armor kept shrinking, adapting to Leon's small frame.
Soon, a miniature figure clad in black armor appeared.
"Master, this armor is so cool."
Leon let out a whistle.
In front, black fog condensed, death energy transforming into a skeletal warhorse a full ten feet tall.
Its aura was undoubtedly at the level 8 standard too.
Leon leaped onto the warhorse's back.
But as he was too small, he was hidden behind the horse's mane.
From a distance, one would see only the horse, not the rider.
"Giddy-up!"
Leon rode the horse, leaping into the void, roaming within the Mother River.
Levi let the little fellow study the armor on his own.
He himself waited for the ancient tower to open.
...
The Dark Ancient Tower.
