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 Magic Art appeared before him

its momentum, crashing into the Art before it without

The water arrow seemed to pass through without issue. But it

Leonel's Art — it collapsed, becoming no different from normal droplets of water. In fact,

the remaining distance between him and the water mage

PENG!

of Leonel's boxing had still been steadily increasing. All his power shot up from his pivot foot, through his hips, and

room dimmed, signaling that all the puppets had

enough…' Leonel

able to force two of the puppets into a corner without lifting a

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

new spear. He knew he had completely mastered the technique of the primitive woman. He had just been a bit distracted by Magic Arts in

auxiliary type spell of the Three Star Official Art level. But, Leonel felt that this rating was inaccurate, because it could technically work on any Magic

and make the appropriate changes to its form. So, for most mages, it was only useful against mages of lesser skill than themselves, making it only about as good

this arena doesn't have Magus level puppets. I wonder if [Deconstruct] would

walked out from the training room, his

"Leonel!"

in surprise, pleasantly surprised to find Lionus waiting

"Lionus."

hear you already became a One Star Official Mage?

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. As for the Crystallization of his Spirit Pressure, he was lagging behind in

merits. In addition, even

a traitor might still be being looked into by others. Though his status as a Holy Son was enough to blind the common people and maybe some of the

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

but not read all their knowledge, Leonel felt it made sense in the end. Often times, it was impossible to learn Magic