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.

speed. His gaze didn't leave Leonel's side profile as though he was waiting for the latter to

collapsing, he would strike him dead. No one, not even his own brothers, would dare to talk to him in the way Leonel had. And, this arrogant

to see how far a

across the Eight Gates of Brave City, 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

the quick conclusion many

forgotten all about the world around him. He continued to stare intently at the Gates before him, the images of battle being firmly

lost himself in his focus, causing a familiar

seize when he

was leisurely strolling just like Leonel was. They both knew that

such an aura, Jefrach steps faltered. He even felt that the pressure coming from Leonel was a step more forceful than even

Soon, the group separated.

very front, there was Leonel and Jefrach. A step behind them were Young Miss Swan and Syl. And, much further behind

Young Miss Swan looked toward Syl with

brow. But, rather than destroying her demeanor, it made her look more pitiable.

big dick contest between men. Whether they reached the Gates first or last,

take the opportunity to

innocently, a beautiful smile crossing

"None of your business."

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