Dimensional Descent

Syl panicked. The first reason was Leonel's crazy challenge and the second reason was the little mink.

Leonel was still in the Third Dimension while Jefrach had long since entered the Fourth. On top of that, there was no way the little mink could withstand the pressure of Brave City.

She had been so distracted before that she hadn't remembered the little beast until Jefrach mentioned it. Now that she had, she couldn't help but close her eyes, not wanting to watch such an innocent little beast die like this.

However, even with her eyes closed and several seconds ticking by, the sounds she expected to hear never reached her ears.

Everyone watched in shock as Leonel took one step after another. It seemed as though the pressure couldn't do much more to him than kick up a strong wind.

As for the little mink, it growled a bit. But, afterward, its body exuded a slight black fog. Soon, it was sleeping again as though nothing had happened.

At that moment, Leonel turned back toward their group.

"Aren't you all coming?" Leonel asked.

With that, Leonel continued forward. In his sights, the looming walls bore down on him as though trying to crush his will.

Syl grit her teeth and took a step forward as well. The instant she did, she felt her knees buckle for a moment before they straightened.

As though her actions were a cue, the youths began to move as one, their actions the subject of great entertainment for the surrounding crowd that didn't dare to follow.

plowing through the pressure until he matched up to Leonel's speed. His gaze didn't leave Leonel's side profile as though he was waiting for the latter to

Leonel showed any signs of collapsing, he would strike him dead. No one, not even his own brothers, would dare to talk to him

to see how far a Third Dimensional ant

no less. However, the location of the

conclusion many

world around him. He continued

a familiar aura to billow out from around

seize when he felt

just like Leonel was. They both knew that the true distinguishing factors would only make themselves known at the

an aura, Jefrach steps faltered. He even felt that the pressure

Soon, the group separated.

were Young Miss Swan and Syl. And, much further

looked toward Syl

elegant brow. But, rather than destroying her demeanor, it made her look more pitiable. She played the

no need to enter a big dick contest between men. Whether they reached the Gates first or last, it wouldn't make much of a difference as long as they did so within

Miss Swan not take the opportunity to learn a

blinked innocently, a beautiful smile crossing her soft pink

"None of your business."

Yet, the atmosphere was deathly cold. Maybe this was the hypocrisy