Dimensional Descent

Though it was only by a few centimeters, the overall result would be far different than what he anticipated.

Leonel's blood boiled and his spine ran cold.

In such a threatening situation, he grew more focused, his thinking speed accelerating so quickly that time seemed to slow.

In an instant, Leonel zipped through all of the potential countermeasures he had and responded with the best.

BANG!

His foot slammed into the ground, a swirl of wind and oppressive Spirit Pressure surging around him.

"[Earthen Wall]. [Layering Arts]. [Harden]."

It was impossible to cast a spell so quickly. Even for Leonel.

An arrow crossing ten meters was the matter of a blink of an eye. But, even Leonel's fastest cast would take a full second.

However… It was then Leonel's Dreamscape flashed, sending out a branch of lightning.

In the core of it all, a book stood: 'Fostering a Mage's Battle Sense'. In fact, it wasn't just the book, but a specific chapter by the title of 'Spirit Pressure Storms'.

There were many things that could influence a mage's casting. Depending on the environment, there were an infinite number of variables. One such variable was the so-called 'Spirit Pressure Storm'.

When a high level Mage Art was cast, it would cause Force to converge. High concentrations of Force made it more difficult to control, especially when the concentration was of an opposing Force type to the one you were trying to use.

example, trying to cast a large scale Water Elemental magic right after someone cast a Fire Elemental magic was

there was only one explanation: He had used

advantage of this and applied the concepts of 'Spirit Pressure Storms' here, he could disrupt

SHUUU!

in a cold breath as he felt two arrows tear through the skin on

on the last one, continuing to

Maugrier's expression changed.

reaction. Though he had been surprised that Leonel

the weakest, [Harden], should have taken a veteran mage two seconds to cast. To make it worse, [Layering Arts] was

ten seconds to cast alone.

thought that Leonel was simply a talented fool with no battle experience, but

Leonel completely dispelled his attempted casting right after deflecting his last arrow told

a veteran of the battlefield, he obviously knew that high fluctuations of Force would disrupt techniques. But, this was the first time he had ever seen

he saw Leonel's stupid attempt. He had been waiting to see a

"My Lord!"

surged forward to

I can't read the trajectory of his arrows, it'll be too difficult to

decision. As much as he wanted to temper his spear skills here, this wasn't an

of the earth that matched his steps made the demons around him feel as

surged into

'Impossible!'

solemn. He had been too busy snickering at Leonel

elements from the atmosphere. Using already existing elements was far more difficult and took far more Spirit Pressure than directly creating your own as counter intuitive as that might

the elements in their natural state were favored even amongst Childes. The disparity between them and normal mages was like the difference

bane to all warriors who called them an enemy. The reason was simple. Not every place had water or fire or strong winds,