Dimensional Descent

Big Buddha frowned when he entered the castle. He immediately realized that there wasn't a single other soul. But, by his estimations, this didn't make sense. He most definitely wasn't the most powerful of those who had chosen to participate. By all rights, he logically shouldn't have been the first to reach this point.

He suddenly felt like something was wrong. The cold stone beneath his feet, the eerie works of art that hung from the tall walls and windows, the knight statues decorated with immaculate armor… It all felt too quiet, too disconcerting.

Little did Big Buddha know that there were several individuals feeling the exact way he did.

They all stood in the very same hall Big Buddha did, staring at the same eerie walls, feeling the same stifling weight on their chests, but none of them sensed the other. It was as though they were on different planes of existence, viewing the same things from a completely different perspective.

Leonel sat within the throne room, coldly watching these events. He was both surprised and disappointed to see Big Buddha taking part. Others might not be aware, but weren't they both here to complete the same mission? What did he gain by targeting him like this?

Leonel sighed and shook his head. He looked off blankly into the distance for a moment.

This world… why was it like this?

Something faint budded within Leonel's heart, but he wasn't in the mood to grasp it. He simply wanted this to end.

"Let's go, Little Blackstar."

Leonel took a step forward and was suddenly shrouded by shadows.

…

Zyllee was a Demon Lord ranked #19. He could be considered to have made a name for himself a long time ago.

bird and two sharp hawk-like eyes. What was most surprising about

leaving his body

alone, Leonel could learn many things. It was clear that while Leonel's talent was several levels beyond his own, the one with

one here. He was confident in his own tracking and sensory abilities. There were very few

he was the one with his guard the most lowered. In fact, he could

he

his lips, revealing a long brownish-red tongue covered in bumps and sinkholes. It looked more like

swung past his nose,

can

suddenly spoke, his head whipping around in the direction he had sensed movement. But, all he found was a

that he hardly registered an arrow

clever to use a body to cover an attack, it was also inevitable that said attack would be slowed after passing

rolling along the ground before propping himself up on a knee. Without even

Unfortunately…

BANG!

ran of metallic shrapnel barraged

attack was finished the moment the corpse fell and didn't even bother

entire side of Zyllee's face was bombarded by shrapnel, causing his already unpleasant features to

swam. He could already feel his consciousness slipping away

chance to hit the ground when an arrow

couldn't have at least… checked if I was dead

died with grievances. Though he had been hurt by the initial strike, it hadn't been to the point of dying so soon. He was severely injured, but as a demon, he