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.

eyes. What was most surprising about him, though, was the fact he was one of the rare bowman who had

were slow and silent. He crossed over one step at a time, leaving his body in a ready position

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

He was confident in his own tracking and sensory abilities. There were very few things that

the most lowered. In fact, he could even spare thoughts toward the kind of rewards

much quicker if he just killed his only opponent? Why waste ten minutes running away

sinkholes. It

tongue swung past his nose, picking at both

I can see

direction he had sensed movement. But, all he found was a corpse falling

him to the point that he hardly registered

cover an attack, it was also inevitable that said attack would be slowed after passing through such an obstacle.

hawk-nosed demon dove out of the way of the corpse, rolling along the ground before propping himself up on a knee. Without even standing up, he was already prepared to fire an

Unfortunately…

BANG!

ran of metallic shrapnel

was finished the moment the corpse fell and didn't even bother to move away from it. Little did he know that the corpse that fell by his feet

of Zyllee's face was bombarded by shrapnel, causing

vision swam. He could already feel his consciousness slipping away as his body

the ground when an

have at least… checked

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,