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.

him was broken down into numbers and percentages. They flickered by his eyes like the words on a screen, his mind becoming faster and faster with each passing

end. They felt an overwhelming sense of danger for a moment, but they had no idea where it was coming from.

truly understand what was happening, Leonel took a step forward, firing a

suddenly cut off. He had no choice but to

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

teaming up to put a show. Could

After all, they were demons. Plotting, scheming, and backstabbing one another

wasn't Umred scheming against him at all.

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

to the fact Leonel had shot through his collarbone earlier, he could only use a single hand, causing him to end up

down, he had long since unlocked the Silver Skill 'Superior Quick

that wasn't enough, Leonel had already ungraded to the Silver Quiver. His quiver could now hold 50 arrows 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%

highest rate, he could expect 'Random Reload' to activate 2-3 times every 20 seconds. This essentially meant that Leonel could expect 5 extra

but they neither uplifted his mood, nor diminished it. His entire focus was on the battle

step he took. His imposing aura was no less than a 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 of his

gain it back. Leonel seemed to perfectly see through their weak points, not allowing them a chance to regain their

in that

PENG!

with 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

sword, unable to get as much leverage as he was expecting.

its

crimson demon felt 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 because Leonel had to split his attention between the both of

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

PCCHUU!

chest, lodging into one of his beating hearts. Even though he had two, they were both reliant on his each other. With how large his body was, it was simply impossible to survive for