Dimensional Descent

"Jejejejeje… I've never understood humans, always doing such brainless things."

Maugrier was a bit stunned when he noticed Leonel running back toward him. He had suffered no small loss at Leonel's hands just earlier, he had even felt the scent of death. If it wasn't because this boy was too inexperienced in combat, failing to take proper account of their combat environment, he would have died here.

But, he could have never expected that Leonel would come rushing back after he was prepared. He had been gloomy previously, thinking that he would have long since lost track of Leonel. But it seemed like he would have his chance at revenge after all.

"Wall."

When Maugrier realized that Leonel hadn't even paused his steps, he grew serious. He had no intention of facing up against Leonel directly.

One shouldn't mistake Maugrier's reaction as fear… After all, he was an archer. It was only normal that Leonel would be able to force him to suffer a loss in close combat. Now that he was prepared, he could almost already see Lenoel's corpse!

What this #62 ranked Demon Lord didn't know that while he saw Leonel as easy prey, Leonel saw him as a fighting dummy, ready to help refine his skills.

While others could only see shadows in this place, Leonel saw everything reflected into his mind perfectly. He could see the shadow-like Maugrier sneakily drawing his bow, he could see the vanguard of shield warriors blocking his path, he could even see the dark insects crawling along the ground.

Nothing escaped his notice.

Leonel's Force bloomed.

BANG!

Seven shield warriors stood shoulder to shoulder, slamming their tower shields into the ground and blocking Leonel's path forward. At this moment, it became clear that Maugrier didn't care about the other escaping warriors. Killing one Leonel was worth far more than killing a thousand such knights.

Leonel's memories flashed.

blond hair that whisked along his face and jaw like the mane of a

of its own blade, making it exceptionally top heavy. Yet,

the man. Even if he stood against an army of thousand alone, he would face it

man walked, the earth shook. When he laughed, the clouds dispersed. When he

the man in his mind fusing into one. The crackling booms of his tendons reverberated through the night sky. Maugrier didn't even have time

BOOM!

body and spear drew a line in the air. For a moment, their

was once again a pierce. However, compared to the fluttering speed of the primitive woman, this pierce was indomitable. It was as though it would sheer through any obstacle before it, not even pausing before the might

tip tore into the middle tower

it was slammed by a canon ball or punched by a goliath, a

warrior cried out in pain as he felt the arm supporting his tower shield bend against the distorted metal. It was as though his arm was molded into a

flying. Like a bullet leaving a barrel, he tore through the night air, crashing into the reserve warriors

loose three arrows in quick succession when he saw

what Leonel feared the least were projectiles with predictable trajectories. The battlefield reflected in his mind.

though he was a ghost, Leonel

most beautiful, she had a charm that gripped the hearts of

sensed before their death wasn't pain, nor the

It assaulted Leonel's senses again and again as though she

as flexible as a whip. She reaped lives with

seemed as though