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 overwhelming sense of

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

him with fear was that… Leonel's savage expression had returned. The sight of him climbing back out of the rubble was akin to watching

knocking Leonel unconscious was the worst mistake he could have made… Because it

dashed forward. One would have expected his laughter to sound like the devilish howls of a forsaken soul, but it didn't sound like this at all. Rather, he was like a child who had found a fun toy to play with, a little boy whose mental age couldn't

this, his spear which had just been a flaccid,

could have expected was for Leonel to react so quickly and even counterattack them. No matter how you looked at

panicked. With his guards gone, he suddenly had to face Leonel

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 to him, so he

if he could launch another full powered strike toward Leonel, it wouldn't make a

your ass over

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

be curiously staring into the wererat's beady eyes, as though trying to find the secret

decide whether to find and

was the favorite test subject of that person, if he really dared to let him die

ten seconds had passed. And, unfortunately, those ten seconds were more than enough time for the first Invalids to make their way

white eyes seemed to hold the depths of

with low grade abilities tended to have small boosts to their speed or strength. As such. Low grade Invalids didn't

have recognized these three as

head a fold in size larger than it should have been. This last

he was still too overconfident in

quickly deal with him,

CRACK.