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.

a large beaked bird and two sharp hawk-like eyes. What was most surprising about him, though,

time, leaving his body in a ready position

while Leonel's talent was several levels beyond his own,

only one here. He was confident in his own tracking and sensory

very reason that though he seemed cautious, he was the one with his guard the most lowered. In fact, he could even spare thoughts toward the kind of rewards

the game end much quicker if he just killed his only

in bumps and sinkholes. It looked more like a piece of aged skin rather than

his tongue swung past his nose, picking at

I can

the direction he had sensed movement. But,

he hardly registered

it was also inevitable that said attack

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

Unfortunately…

BANG!

ran of metallic shrapnel barraged

had focused his entire being on aiming his first shot. He had thought that Leonel's attack was finished the moment the corpse fell and didn't even bother to move away from

side of Zyllee's face was bombarded by shrapnel,

his consciousness slipping away as his body bled

the chance to hit the ground when an arrow shot through

couldn't have at least… checked if I

point of dying so soon. He was severely injured, but as a demon, he could have fought another round or two