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."

so swift that it almost looked like his feet weren't

the chaos of the moment, those of the Eastern and Southern Lookouts didn't have the luxury of continuing to remain

of a choice? If they didn't

Lookout had complicated feelings of their own. They couldn't help but feel odd about Leonel's actions

personality 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

stepped onto the gravel-like land of death. To him, it simply didn't matter whether those to his back followed him or not. He was a person with a soft heart. This

into the air as his hair whipped about wildly. There was something freeing knowing that all of his opponents were just beasts, as though an inhibition on his heart had been removed

moment, a familiar roar sounded behind Leonel, causing his lip to curl into a more prominent smile. It seemed that they

'[Call of the Wind]'

to the first time he had done so. It looked as though he had only casually flicked his wrist a few times, yet several lines of white curled

But now, using it over a hundred wasn't an issue. Before he had even met the frontline of the charging legion, almost a dozen large spiders had already fallen, their mandibles chopping at

expected, the smaller ones have the same weakness as

species? Things would never be so convenient. Let alone

legion was mostly made up of various mutated arachnids and different kinds of insects. The tiger

a firm grasp of their weakness, he wouldn't allow them to stop

charging closely to his back couldn't help but be shocked by his dauntlessness. But, if they knew that Leonel first trial in this world was facing an army of

the straightness of his back… he had earned them all with his blood,

of the elegance of the primitive woman. As devastating as [Call of the Wind] was in the long range, in the short range,

legs and chomping pincers

had to do was make it past, he would have long since stepped through the air. However, he held his ground firmly, every pierce of his spear

left hand off the staff of