Dimensional Descent

Leonel didn't find what he expected to find on the other side.

From the reactions of the demon and human armies, it seemed that they would have another chance to deal with him within the Trial. So, he had been fully prepared for an all out battle the moment he stepped in.

However, this wasn't what he found at all.

At the moment, he stood on a dull grey platform. It was a meter by meter in length and width. There was nothing particularly special about it at all except for the fact... it hung mid-air amidst an endless darkness.

Leonel stretched out his senses, but he couldn't sense a ceiling nor a bottom, it was as though he was floating in the depths of space.

It almost felt like a dream. But, if it really was so, Little Tolly wouldn't still be happily squirming around his fingers, nor would Little Blackstar be lazily lying around his neck. Since both of them were by his side, it was clear that Leonel's true body had entered whatever space this was '” at least upon his initial assessment.

Just when Leonel was feeling confused, an aged voice suddenly rang around him. Due to the surroundings, it was difficult for Leonel to tell whether it was sounding directly in his head, or if it was being transmitted to him some other way. But, leonel didn't linger on this question for too long as the words the voice said caught his full attention.

Leonel saw several orbs of light manifest before him. Each of them housed a different object.

There was a sword, a bow, a spear, and a wand. Outside of these four, there were other more unconventional weapons. Leonel could see maces, staffs, and battle axes. But, none were as large as the first four Leonel noticed.

'I'm supposed to choose one of these...?'

Leonel didn't really need to think much.

a sword before and there was no real point in

why. Everything in this Trial was tied to the Third Dimension, it might very well become obsolete

to the extreme. However, why would Leonel need to do such a thing for the spear since he already had

last two were a bit more

in his world's Mage Art system. It had been very helpful to him to this point and he could see it being useful at

was overwhelming. Even though he had

down to a simple risk assessment. He had a legacy

really was only one option. Leonel had enough to

bracelet. It alone stood as tall as anyone of

shooting toward him

Leonel raised an eyebrow.

looked especially faded as though it had been drawn on then washed away. Leonel subconsciously felt that

get much of a chance to observe the tattoo for long

trying to fling him off. Luckily, some unknown force kept his feet

vision blurred and his mind spun. Not knowing whether he was moving up, down, left or right left him completely disoriented. If it wasn't for a vague forward

the platform came to a

and he shook his

that moment, he felt several auras lock onto

'Hm?'

cleared, allowing him to look around for the

There were about 200 of them in total, half of which

strings of killing intent came from the demons that floated around him, but that was simply due to their hatred of humans. The more pointed streams

Arthur's gaze sweep over him. But, there wasn't just

had actually managed to survive. Whether it made sense or not, she subconsciously placed blame on Leonel for such a thing. Of course, she also hated the Adurna family for sticking their nose in a place it wasn't meant to be. However, some of this hatred was unwittingly directed toward Leonel