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].'

that moment, a

its momentum, crashing

never occurred. The water arrow seemed to pass through without issue. But it

becoming no different from normal droplets of water. In fact, Leonel felt a refreshing spray shower his face at that moment,

remaining distance between him and the water mage puppet, sending a punch out

PENG!

his power shot up from his pivot foot, through

room dimmed, signaling that all the puppets had been taken

not enough…' Leonel

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

go to the Knight Academy and read the books within their library to understand what this General Star really is. Walking around blindly on my own will take too long. I have a feeling that even the primitive woman I learned

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

Art level. But, Leonel felt that this rating was inaccurate, because

course, others knew this as well. The trouble was that this Art had many moving parts and changing forms. It was necessary to analyze the spell coming toward you and make

too bad this arena doesn't have Magus level puppets. I

lost in his thoughts, he walked out from the training room, his body dripping in

"Leonel!"

surprise, pleasantly surprised to find Lionus waiting for him. He smiled

"Lionus."

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

Arts he knew and his ability to cast them. As for the Crystallization of his Spirit Pressure, he was lagging behind in his aspect, making his

ability, it was also necessary to gain certain merits.

Though his status as a Holy Son was enough to blind the common people and maybe some

to reach the Three Star Official Mage standard. This was the only way for him to finish

found it a 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