Dimensional Descent

Aliard and those with him wanted to charge toward Leonel, but they were hesitant to do so. Though they had previously looked down on Leonel, this didn't mean that they thought they could defeat Leonel in a few exchanges. They knew that they would have to at least put forward a small effort.

The root cause of their confidence was their larger number of quality experts. Whether it was Peirce, Margrave or Aliard, they could all battle King Arthur and had better than 50% odds in defeating him. This was without even counting any other trump cards they may or may not have.

However, if they charged for Leonel now, they would become embroiled in battle. By then, the beast tide would definitely be upon them. They weren't naïve enough to believe that Leonel would summon these beasts without the ability to control them and they could see that it was most likely related to the golden rod in his hands.

At that point, they would have to battle not only Leonel, but an endless swarm of beasts.

Could it be that they would really fall just like this?

Aliard stood opposing the growing group by Leonel's side. Just moments ago, one could have never expected to see such a sight. Not only were there humans by Leonel's side, but even the #1 Demon Lord, Crakos and a few others of his side had converged.

These demons had fully expected Leonel to reject them, yet he said nothing.

When the beast tide reached them, the immediate area around Leonel became a safe haven. As though the land around them was sacred to the point even mindless beasts didn't dare to step on it, the swarm took a curved path around them charging toward the group of three men.

Pope Margrave, Peirce and Aliard stood in an inverted triangle position, protecting Aliard to their backs. Solemn expressions coated each one of their faces.

Individually, these beasts were nothing to them. But when they came in swarms like this, just how long would they be able to last?

But they had to. Their goal had been planned out for too long. If they failed here, the consequences would be unimaginable. They couldn't afford to bear them.

Peirce twin blades were like twin scythes, leaving blurred images beneath the rain as trails of crimson blood followed their every movement.

Pope Margrave held his cross to his chest, chanting solemnly with his eyes fluttering close. A barrier of light enveloped Peirce and Aliard, replenishing their stamina with each passing moment.

another beast seemed to be ripped from

wresting control from him. In fact, Leonel hardly resisted against it. Without a medium like the golden staff, it took Aliard

knew well that the three were holding on hoping that his stamina would run out first. But... was there such a good thing in the world? Unless he was pushed to dire straits,

...

was raging, Leonel didn't have the mind to

was the dictionary hadn't

Earth was undergoing

granted. However, the truth was that it was responsible for some of the most important constants of Earth. It could influence the

was true... what would happen if a second moon suddenly began to form? What would happen to Earth's rotation? Its

hadn't even fully formed yet, but the chaos had already begun

it completely receded. On others, it surged, and began to roll over, forming massive tsunamis that reached into the

cold winds to form through the atmosphere. The clashing of these changes soon formed major sights of tornados and

one looked now, it was almost impossible to see any land at all. Massive white clouds formed large swirling patterns across the skies, masking

have occurred over centuries, millennia, even. Yet, in

as possible, all so

moment, Emperor Fawkes stood within Earth's central palace. His hands were clasped behind his back, his flowing white hair whipping about

a massive change was coming even sooner than he anticipated. But, he wasn't sure of what this could mean

...

even if he did,

enemies into a corner and seemingly so easily, at

higher Dimensions could send here.

shake off the feeling no matter how hard he tried. A Unique Zone... shouldn't be

had begun to stealthily move within the group of individuals he was protecting. Leonel didn't seem to react to this change. In fact, even Arthur and Mordred who were both elites among elites

it became obvious why. Not only was this person exceptionally good at hiding their intentions, but they had been standing near Leonel from start to finish. Yet, even after several moments of this endless attack of beasts, this person had still not made their