Dimensional Descent

HONG!

Leonel took a strong step forward.

[Leonel Morales (Force Amplified)]

[Strength: 2.59; Speed: 2.38; Agility: 2.43; Coordination: 2.61; Stamina: 2.73 (+0.05 - nullified); Reactions: 2.63; Spirit: 2.92; Force: 0.60]

The grass beneath his feet swayed wildly, being pressed down by his momentum as he took yet another step forward.

HONG!

[Leonel Morales (Force and Spear Domain Lineage Factor Amplified)]

[Strength: 2.85; Speed: 2.62; Agility: 2.67; Coordination: 2.87; Stamina: 2.73 (+0.05 - nullified); Reactions: 2.90; Spirit: 2.92; Force: 0.66]

With Leonel as the center, billowing winds spread out, leaving a trail of concentric circles as though a helicopter was descending from above.

At that moment, Leonel smiled lightly. 'I haven't gotten back to Aina yet, I have no intention of dying in this place.'

"I'm sure you all heard that." Leonel said without turning back. "Aim well."

it almost looked like his

the chaos of the moment, those of

but did they have much of a choice? If they didn't band together now, wouldn't their slim chance at

couldn't help but feel odd about Leonel's actions

traits would probably use their superior power to force them to act as meat shields. If it came down to it, and Leonel forced them to take the vanguard, would they even be able to say no? Where would they go? Without a pillar of support like Leonel, what

back followed him or not. He was a person with a soft heart. This was precisely why he had taken on the role of their vanguard. However, it was impossible for him to put himself in anymore danger

was something freeing knowing that all of his opponents were just beasts,

his lip to curl

'[Call of the Wind]'

flicked his wrist a few times, yet several lines of white curled in

a few times in the past. But now, using it over a hundred wasn't an issue. Before he had even met the frontline of

ones have the same weakness

same sub species? Things would never be so convenient. Let alone this

made up of various mutated arachnids and

wouldn't allow them to stop his

be shocked by his dauntlessness. But, if they

firmness of his stride and the straightness of his back… he had earned

his steps carrying a bit of the elegance of the primitive woman. As devastating as [Call of the

the sharp legs and chomping pincers of insects and spiders

he would have long since stepped through

the staff of his spear, flipping