Dimensional Descent

Leonel steadied his breathing, his gaze narrowing.

Had he been just a bit slower, he would have been forced to take on an attack from the front and the back simultaneously. Taking on such an attack from two such powerful individuals would be like asking for death.

At the same time that Leonel was steadying his quickly beating heart, the two Demon Lords were looking toward him with exceptionally serious expressions. They didn't know if Leonel had lucked out or if he had seen through their plan in such dire straits, but if it was the latter... it was simply too monstrous.

There weren't many who could remain calm in the midst of battle. But, remaining calm and analyzing the situation so quickly was something straight out of a fantasy novel. There were those who could make appropriate actions like Leonel's on instinct honed through countless years of battle. But... Leonel was simply too young to have cultivated a battle sense of that level.

The little mink grew restless seeing these two. These were the same two demons that had been bullying Leonel during the third trial. The moment the little guy recognized them, he bared his little fangs, growling. Though, due to his small size, Little Blackstar's growling sounded more like the purring of a kitten than the prowling call of a predator.

'Alright, alright little guy.'

Leonel smiled, somehow feeling more at ease after seeing Blackstar's antics.

"Yip! Yip!"

Leonel's gaze became more serious as he looked back toward the two Demon Lords.

'No, let me fight them on my own for now...'

A small circle of wind surged around Leonel, his eyes becoming somewhat dull.

Since he began these trials, he had yet to get a chance to test his own hypotheses. He originally wanted to see if it was feasible to use his Dreamscape in place of his battle sense. What better opportunity was there than now?

As his gaze became dull, the entire battlefield was projected into his Dream World. A replica of himself stood, as did one of both Umred and Cralis.

and percentages. They flickered by his eyes like the words on a screen, his mind

felt an overwhelming sense of danger for a moment, but they had no idea where it was coming from. Did this boy get help? But that was impossible, this

the two could truly understand what was happening, Leonel took a step forward, firing a simple

step he had planned to take was suddenly cut off. He had no choice but to

end, he could only hurriedly block with his two axes in a sorry fashion, stumbling backward due to

Leonel and Umred were teaming up to put a show. Could it be

they were demons. Plotting, scheming, and backstabbing one another could

that it wasn't Umred scheming against him at all.

no flare, no complexity, there was hardly even any curve

shot through his collarbone

was relentless. Even with 'Heat Streak' being on cool down, he had long since unlocked the Silver Skill 'Superior Quick Fire' which cut his

and it could respawn 2 arrows every 20 seconds. In addition, this quiver had the an added effect called 'Random Reload'. There was a 10% chance of an

that Leonel could expect 5 extra arrows whenever his quiver's respawn

thoughts and calculations spun by Leonel's mind, but they neither uplifted his mood, nor diminished it. His entire focus

mighty warrior. If it wasn't for the bow in his hands being so obvious, one would thing he was wielding a halberd, brandishing it to taste the blood

the two Demon Lords lost the initiative, it was like they could never gain it back. Leonel seemed to perfectly see through their

in that very

PENG!

his great sword, only to find he couldn't step as far back as he thought he could. All this time, he had completely forgotten that they were still within the castle walls. The pressure Leonel placed on them made them

to get as much leverage as he was expecting. However, that was when something

its trajectory and appearing before Umred in the blink

his life flash before his eyes. He was still reeling from Leonel's last attack. It could be said that the only reason he survived until now was

it was to no avail. He had never regretted choosing two such heavy weapons in his life. It had always been his pride and joy. But

PCCHUU!

both reliant on his each other. With how large his body was, it was simply