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.

matched up to Leonel's speed. His gaze didn't leave Leonel's

would strike him dead. No one, not even his own brothers, would dare to talk to him in

wanted to see how far

similar competitions were happening all over. The fervor of the crowds in these locations were no less. However, the location of the Swan, Keafir and Black families was still among the most

conclusion many

remained steady. In fact, it seemed as though he had forgotten all about the world around him. He continued to stare intently at the Gates before him, the images of battle being firmly ingrained into his

himself in his focus, causing a familiar aura to billow out from

his heart seize when he felt

him, making it to the Gates was an easy task. He was leisurely strolling just like Leonel was. They both knew that the

He even felt that the pressure coming

Soon, the group separated.

A step behind them were Young Miss Swan and Syl. And, much further behind them were the petite young woman and the other lackies of

Miss Swan looked toward Syl with curious, blinking

rather than destroying her demeanor, it made her look more pitiable. She played

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

not take the opportunity to learn a bit more about this

blinked innocently, a beautiful smile crossing

"None of your business."

cold. Maybe this was the hypocrisy of women. They too were having their own big