Dimensional Descent

"What a boisterous kid. Since when did my demon army become so easy to bully?"

A Demon General with empty sockets flickering with a green flames sneered. If it wasn't for this feature, he would look completely like a normal human male of average appearance. But, with it, it couldn't be more clear that he was a demon with a sinister temperament.

The green flame Demon General stepped toward Leonel, two scimitars twirling in his hands.

At that moment, Camelot's army met the demons, their clash ringing throughout the battlefield. Rain continued to drizzle, the clouds above seemingly becoming denser and blacker with each passing moment. Yet, Leonel didn't seem to notice anything at all. Even the several Demon Generals coming toward him were nothing more than another reflection in his mind.

The raging torrent of his blood flowed quicker with each passing moment. His skin reddened, causing a light steam to rise from his body beneath the cool atmosphere.

"Die!"

Two scimitars crossed across Leonel's neck, seemingly trying to sever his head from his shoulders from two directions at once.

Leonel's mind was exceptionally calm. It was as though he didn't realize his life was on the line.

The green flame Demon General sneered deeply, looking toward Leonel as though he was a dead man. But, when he met the coldness of Leonel's violet-red eyes, he felt a shiver tear its way up his spine.

Leonel's spear shot forward.

Just when it seemed the scimitars would rip his head from his body, Leonel's spear, as though drawn on a perfect line, connected with the intersecting line of the two scimitars, repelling them both with a single strike.

General felt an unstoppable force surge up his arms, causing him to take several steps backward, he felt a deep fear take root in his

tip of a spear to intercept two weapons at once. Just a single mistake would have meant Leonel losing his head. Just

retreated by several steps. He knew it was impossible for him to defeat Leonel on his own. If he didn't get help, he would only

Leonel would press him, but he was stunned and then enraged by

compressing [Call of the Wind] to an extreme. The

swarm the area. It couldn't be helped. Leonel was a lone man too far gone from the true front line of Camelot's army. He was alone, swarmed by

meaningless to demons. If they saw an opponent they wanted, even crossing from one side of the army to the other wasn't outside of reason to them. Even when they

flame Demon General tried to send attacks toward Leonel from a distance, hoping to slow down

the air, flying toward Leonel at

where they would land ahead of time and had

decades for even the smallest improvement, but those were individuals without Leonel's ability. A movement theory like General Star was practically

is Leonel's first battle, what is he going

asked with a bit of

right after a long day of trekking to this location.

needed to. Battles of this level usually lasted at least a few hours, how could Leonel possibly last

headed, even Lionus believed so. But… for some reason Lionus felt that Leonel just might

tore a path on a war horse. His killing speed was even several levels beyond Leonel. Though, his opponents were a few levels weaker as well since they were the fodder of the front

now of all times… Is this a good or a bad

Thinking this while looking toward the man with snake eyes. Just what