Dimensional Descent

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Leonel's enigmatic steps sent him fluttering across the training room. Three puppets wearing wooden armor pressed him from all sides, conjuring spells of all kinds to bombard him.

Leonel's eyes remained closed, his Internal Sight remaining concentrated on this small region.

Thoughts of how Lamorak had toyed with him played in his head again and again. The memories were so vivid that he could almost feel the same pain coursing through his body once more.

Leonel was suddenly cornered by all three puppets. It seemed for a moment that he would be pincered from all sides.

An arrow of earth, fire and water assaulted him from different directions, aiming to take his life.

The puppets of this room were all entirely made of Spiritual Wood. As a result, their ability to cast spells was even beyond that of their human counterparts. This made up for their stiff actions with overwhelming power.

That said, to humans, more Spiritual Wood wasn't necessarily better. After all, if one's wand was too large, it would be like trying to use a sledgehammer to staple two sheets of paper together. And even that wasn't necessarily a good analogy considering in this case, the mages might not even have enough strength to 'lift' the sledgehammer.

However, these puppets were different. Their Spiritual Pressure was provided by crystals. In that case, they were much less limited in this regard.

Just when it seemed Leonel would be struck, he arched his head forward, narrowly dodging the arrow of earth. His hips twisted, ducking past the arrow of fire.

The two arrows swept by his body, crashing into the opposing puppets and sending them flying.

The final arrow of water took advantage of the situation, zipping through the air and appearing between Leonel's brows in a flash.

Leonel's eyes suddenly snapped open, an overwhelming Spirit Pressure sweeping forth that seemed to freeze the arrow in air for a split moment.

'[Deconstruct].'

sweep of wind swirled around Leonel. In that moment, a Magic Art

arrow regained its momentum, crashing into the Art before it without

expected never occurred. The water arrow seemed to pass

becoming no different from normal droplets of water. In fact, Leonel felt a refreshing spray shower

between him and the water mage puppet,

PENG!

from his pivot foot, through his

signaling that all the puppets had been

not enough…' Leonel

able to force two of the puppets into a corner without lifting a finger, but still

General Star really is. Walking around blindly on my own will

time he chose a new spear. He knew he had completely mastered the technique of the primitive woman. He had just been a

Official Art level. But, Leonel felt that

coming toward you and make the

level puppets. I wonder if

lost in his thoughts, he walked out from

"Leonel!"

pleasantly surprised to find Lionus waiting for him. He smiled in

"Lionus."

you already became a One Star Official Mage? Don't you think this

probably reached the standard of Three Star Magus already, at least in terms of the Magic Arts he knew and his ability to cast them.

necessary to gain certain merits. In addition, even if

Holy Son was enough to blind the common people and maybe some of the more religious upper echelon, there were of course those who wouldn't take

Leonel still wanted to reach the Three Star Official Mage standard. This was the only way for

bit odd he could look through all their techniques, but not read all their knowledge, Leonel felt it made sense in the end. Often times, it was impossible to learn Magic Arts without the proper knowledge foundation. And, even if you had the knowledge, breaking through the barrier