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.

never touched a sword before and there was no real

spear was even easier to ignore. Though this might sound odd, after a moment of thought, it became obvious why. Everything in this Trial was tied to the Third Dimension, it might very well become obsolete at

an opportunity. All of the Magic Systems here had ample potential for growth if taken to the extreme. However, why would Leonel need to do such a thing for the spear since he already had the Spear Domain ring

a bit more difficult to

Mage Art system. It had been very helpful to him to this point and he

same time, Leonel had long since realized that his talent in the bow was overwhelming. Even though he had awakened his Spear Domain Lineage Factor, he still felt that his talent for marksmanship overshadowed it by a large

the bow. It came down to a simple risk assessment. He had a legacy related to the Bowman King Inheritance in his hands. From Leonel's understanding, this was related to

Opening. In that case, there really was only one option. Leonel had enough to

bow from his spatial bracelet.

reacted immediately, shooting toward him like a falling star

Leonel raised an eyebrow.

as though it had been drawn on then washed away. Leonel subconsciously felt that this tattoo of sorts would become

get much of a chance to observe the tattoo for long because

forward as though trying to fling him off. Luckily, some unknown force kept his feet planted, or else he really would have

his mind spun. Not knowing whether he was moving up, down, left or right left him completely disoriented.

the platform came

eyes squinted and

lock onto him, many of which were filled with

'Hm?'

slowly cleared, allowing him to look around for the first time. What he saw left him smiling

200 of them in

was simply due to their hatred of humans. The more pointed streams of killing intent actually came

King Arthur's gaze sweep over him. But, there wasn't just him. Supreme Monet was seemingly stunned and enraged to see

in this place, yet Leonel 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.