My Love Debts Are Everywhere!-Chapter 525: Taboos and Legacy - Part 1

"Violators... will receive punishment."

A few seconds after the voice echoed, an immense pressure slammed into the dimension where Leon and Altair stood.

"Damn it!"

Leon's body suddenly felt as if it were being crushed under hundreds of kilograms. He lost his balance and collapsed onto his stomach.

*Boom!*

Chaos power burst from his body, shooting into the sky and spreading outward, forming a dome-like barrier that enveloped their surroundings.

At the same time, the pressure gradually weakened, then vanished completely.

"Hah... Hah... Hah..." Leon was breathing heavily, his face pale.

He tried to stand, but his legs trembled violently.

"What the hell was that?" he muttered, staring up at the sky in horror.

That majestic voice had been terrifying—it felt like it shook his very soul. But the pressure it carried was even worse—utterly suffocating.

Before he could react, his body had been slammed onto the grass.

Had he been a second slower in unleashing his chaos power, he would've been crushed on the spot.

He turned to look at Altair and saw that she wasn't in much better shape.

Her flawless, beautiful face had turned ghostly pale, as if she'd lost a great deal of blood.

Her long, flowing golden hair was slightly disheveled, and her green eyes looked empty.

Clearly, that voice—and the pressure it carried—had deeply affected her too.

"Altair, are you alright?"

Leon hurried over and helped her up. Her soft, curvy body felt supple in his hands—but he didn't have time to entertain such thoughts.

At the sound of his voice, Altair slowly began to regain her senses, though she still seemed a bit out of it.

She took a deep breath, sat back in her chair, and said calmly, "I'm fine. Thank you for helping me, Leon."

In her entire life, this was the first time she had ever been touched by a man. Strangely enough, she didn't feel any resentment or disgust.

Leon gently pulled his hand away from her body and nodded in relief. "Thank goodness."

If Altair had been seriously injured, the situation could have turned dangerous. After all, his consciousness was currently inside the dimension she had created.

If something happened to her here, he'd be in serious trouble.

Shaking the thought away, Leon returned to his seat and sat down again.

His expression grew serious as he asked carefully, "Altair, what exactly was that?"

Altair remained silent for a moment, her gaze fixed on the ceiling—now covered with traces of Leon's chaos power.

"It was a restriction placed by the gods," she said plainly. "If that law is broken, their power will descend immediately and destroy the one who violated it."

"A restriction placed by the gods?" Leon echoed, stunned.

"Yeah," Altair nodded with a long sigh. "I can't explain any more than that—doing so might trigger the prohibition again. In short, there was a major incident in the past involving the gods. But for some reason, they've kept it tightly sealed from everyone."

"More than that, they killed anyone who knew the truth and placed a prohibition not just on this world but across other dimensions as well—to ensure the secret stayed buried."

Leon slowly processed her words, trying to piece together a picture of the mysterious event.

But then, his eyes widened at her last sentence.

"Wait a minute!" he exclaimed. "Killing anyone who finds out? Doesn't that mean you…"

Altair gave a faint smile and nodded gently. "Yes. I was one of the ones they killed."

Leon fell silent, speechless. All this time, he'd thought Altair was still alive.

And it wasn't a baseless assumption. This dimension they were in resembled the one he'd seen when he first met Miranda.

That was why he believed Altair had survived in some kind of soul form. But in reality… she was already dead.

Did that mean the one he was speaking to now was merely the last remnant of Altair's consciousness?

As if reading his thoughts, Altair let out a soft chuckle. "You've probably realized it by now—I'm merely a remnant of my former consciousness. I've preserved myself for one purpose only: to pass on my legacy to my descendants—those bound to me by fate. Unfortunately…"

She exhaled slowly, a note of deep regret in her voice. "You are not my descendant, nor do you carry the blood of dragons. If you did, I would have gladly entrusted my legacy to you."

Leon could feel the sorrow behind her words, but he chose not to comment on it.

What she said didn't anger him. Instead, it stirred a sense of guilt and shame within him.

Passing on a legacy to one's descendants was a way to leave a mark on history—to ensure one's existence lived on.

But because he was the one who ended up here, the moment meant to pass down that legacy had failed.

And perhaps, once he left, this dimension—and Altair's lingering consciousness—would vanish forever.

"Wait! There's still Athena!" The thought struck him, and his eyes lit up.

He quickly spoke up, "Altair, there's no need to be sad. Actually, I didn't come to the blood pool alone—I came with my woman. Coincidentally, she happens to be the most powerful dragon in the world, second only to the dragon ancestor I told you about earlier."

"Are you serious?" Altair looked surprised, though her expression carried a hint of delight.

Leon smirked. "Of course I'm serious. I just don't have the ability to bring her in—but I'm pretty sure you do, right?"

Altair smiled faintly. "Yes, I can."

With that, she closed her eyes and pressed her palms together.

*Buzz!*

A green light suddenly flared to their right. It expanded, swirling into a two-meter-high portal.

Moments later, an extraordinarily beautiful woman with fiery red hair stepped gracefully through it.

She looked dazed and confused at first, but the moment she spotted Leon, her face lit up with joy. "Leon!"

She was about to run to him when her gaze landed on Altair, who sat calmly across from him.

"Who are you?" she asked sharply. Her eyes narrowed, and a deadly aura burst from her body.

Altair remained composed, even smiling playfully. "Such a powerful bloodline. I can feel a strong connection to me… No wonder you're so confident, Leon."

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"Pfft! Of course I am. I'm not the type to brag without reason," Leon replied with a cocky grin.

Watching their interaction, Athena stood frozen, unsure how to respond.

"Leon… Who is this woman?" She asked hesitantly. "And… where are we?"

Her eyes swept across the unfamiliar surroundings.

Leon stood to answer, but Altair spoke first.

"Allow me to introduce myself," she said, rising to her feet with a gentle yet regal expression. "I am your progenitor—and the Mother of Dragons in this world. My name is Altair Draconis."