Dimensional Descent

.[Will be changing DD's cover soon, keep that in mind]

A familiar feeling of danger overwhelmed Leonel. It was as though this instinct had been subconsciously repressed by him but was bubbling forth, clawing its way out of the hidden depths of his mind.

However, it was too late.

Leonel couldn't see what it was that hit him. It was completely invisible. Yet, it felt as though a strong blast of air had assaulted his face.

His eyes watered, his head whipped back, and eventually, his gaze dulled like he was reminiscing on memories long since passed.

Seeing Leonel's dazed expression, the werehyena and werecheetah didn't hesitate for even a moment. The former roared and opened his jaws wide, biting at Leonel's neck. The latter's right thigh bulged in size and grew by a fold, striking forward like a vicious whip that left whistling sounds hanging in the air.

BANG! BANG!

The werecheetah's kick and the werehyena's bite landed as one. By all rights, Leonel's neck should have been bitten through while his lower body was sent flying. With the strength of the two weremen, his decapitation was almost guaranteed.

But, neither of them could have expected that a seemingly flimsy ray of blue light would stop them both.

Leonel's body was sent flying, but the ones howling in pain wasn't him who was lost in a daze, but rather the werecheatah who had shattered his leg and the werehyena whose row of teeth were now broken.

The wererat's pupils constricted. 'Just what kind of treasure is that?'

Leonel could have never expected that the treasure he picked out for the sake of self grooming would have such powerful defensive capabilities. But this was only natural. How could a Quasi Tier 1 Bronze treasure be so simple?

wererat felt an

find Leonel slowly standing up. However, this wasn't the shocking part. He had already expected this much after seeing the states

shook him with fear was that… Leonel's savage expression had returned. The sight of him climbing back out of

of his self-grooming treasure, the wererat could have never imagined that knocking Leonel unconscious was the worst mistake he could have

Rather, he was like a child who had found a fun toy to play with, a little boy whose mental age couldn't have been more than

just been a flaccid, useless tool a moment ago,

separated from their bodies. In their pain, the last thing they could have expected was for Leonel

guards gone, he suddenly had to face Leonel

It would take at least another minute before he recovered enough normally. He had only been able to attack AIna and Leonel in quick succession like that because Aina's spirit was far weaker in comparison

matters worse… he somehow felt that even if he could launch another full powered

your

of the wererat caused the werewolf who had been completely focused on digging up the pile of rubble to get to Aina to stop. He turned back to find the small wererat being dangled by his neck, his little feet swinging back and forth

into the wererat's beady eyes, as though

widened with shock and struggle. He couldn't decide whether to find and restrain Aina, or if he should hurry

grit his teeth and dashed forward. That weakling was the favorite test subject of that person, if he really dared to let

said that not even ten seconds had

white eyes seemed to

humans. Those with low grade abilities tended to have small boosts to their speed or strength. As such.

he would have recognized these three as a part of the twelve A-grade Invalids listed to be here

her sizzle. And the last had a head a fold in size larger than it should have been. This last one's head was completely bald, but had veins of blue crazily pumping across his forehead and head. Even its eyes were a size bigger than it should have

a problem to run from these Invalids, or maybe he was still too overconfident in his strength. If not for this, why would he so blatantly

Leonel, quickly deal with him, and run away with

CRACK.