Dimensional Descent

Leonel landed heavily on the ground, a long breath leaving his lips.

His body felt... good. He couldn't explain it with any other words. He just felt free and much better than he had ever before.

He sent a glance toward the little mink who would currently lying in a pool of its own blood.

'Forget it, it can't do anything to me in that state anyway. Consider this payback for all that hell you put me through. Whether you live or die is up to yourself.'

Leonel shook his head. It seemed he was still a bit too soft. But, he excused himself of this folly by remembering that Simeon was standing right before him. This was a much greater enemy.

Leonel's gaze turned cold as his eyes met Simeon's through the cracking palace Formation. A hardly concealed animosity flickered within him.

Simeon frowned. Why did that gaze seem so familiar?

Suddenly, a tremble coursed through his body. He had seen that cold gaze before. It was a gaze that pissed him off whenever he thought about it.

"It's you!"

If it was anyone else, Simeon's words wouldn't have reached him through the volatile Force. But, Leonel heard him just fine. Still... He didn't bother to respond, opting for shooting forward instead.

Simeon's expression flickered. "Retreat. Retreat!"

One was an exceptionally tall man. He stood beyond normal human limits, reaching two and a half meters. Yet, instead of seeming slow and lumbering, he had a sharpness to him that made it seem he was the one of normal height whereas everyone else was too short.

He always considered himself to be invincible. At the very least, there shouldn't be more than a handful of people on Earth who could match him in strength while those families were still forced to stay in hiding.

So, when he heard his Young Lord so decisively order a retreat, he felt dissatisfied. It was like the deaths of Four and Two had little to no impact on him. In his eyes, he could kill the two of them just as easily, if not more so.

let me handle him." One

toward One. However, his eyes didn't carry the pleasant surprise One

you to retreat. So

was stunned. Was the situation

in this moment. One had to remember that the dictionary had broken down Simeon's abilities into

that in his current state, there was a high chance that Leonel could suppress and kill One. Though it would take a while, the one commodity he

odd Runes that coated his hand when he caught Two's

the most important matter... Leonel was standing

They were greatly

heart couldn't help but clench when he thought of a possibility. What if Leonel waited until they approached the Force Eruption

an impulsive fool? Or is there

a fool, this was still fine. Such an enemy wasn't one Simeon had to worry about. However,

He suddenly remembered the disappearance of his two lackies. If Leonel

instead of being relieved that Leonel didn't know how his ability worked, he was instead several

He had to

the death of the other. However, neither had an easy path

of the former. He had never thought that Simeon would be able to so decisively choose to retreat in the face of so many

immediately guessed that there was a better than 80% probability

easily. He wanted Simeon's

forward, appearing before

to stabilize the Formation when the Young Lord ordered a retreat. In truth, he had been sighing a breath of relief. He knew

moment, all his hopes were

BANG!

sharp light pierced through the protective

Formation crumbled like shattering glass,

Let alone defend against Leonel's coming attack, he could hardly stand on his own two

also been prepared. His eight lensed monocle spun around his