Dimensional Descent

BANG! BANG!

The Gates flew open. In those moments, it felt as though a tornado had formed around Leonel.

On one side, wind rushed in violently, blowing everything away. On the other, an undefeatable suction surged, sweeping up everything in a rush of quicksand-like wind.

However, nothing was as deafening as the sound of the Gates smashing against the hallowed walls of Brave City. The reverberation was so resounding, so cacophonic, so tempestuous that the whole city quaked.

At that moment, no matter what section of the city you were in, everyone looked toward the same direction, shock coloring their features.

This commotion? What could it possibly be?

Those that could see what was happening were shocked to the point of speechlessness. The crowd that had been spectating from half a kilometer away only saw Leonel place a single palm forward before doors that towered into the skies nearly flew off their hinges beneath his presence. In fact, the ground beneath their feet quaked endlessly, causing some weaker individuals to fall to their buts, unable to understand what they had just seen.

Just what level of strength was this?

Of course, these people had no idea that opening the doors wasn't a contest of strength, it was a contest of will and battle aura. However, to Leonel, who had already fully awakened the first level of his Metal Synergy Lineage Factor… It was nothing but a joke. In fact, Leonel even felt it was too easy.

'Soldier, General, Royal, King and Emperor?' Leonel thought to himself, looking into the massive window toward the city he had created himself. 'Something seems to be missing…'

a step forward, crossing the

flooded toward him, coalescing into a golden brand between

the Runes that shone across his body, it was lacking in momentum and radiance. However, to those of Brave City, this golden mark was the highest

the level of commotion

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of society, there were locations one could not enter without the appropriate credentials or standing. Within the City, these separating lines were

it would be. Rather than being a

was covered in nothing but a brownish soil that looked like

the exploits of soldiers and

of tents, especially the outer city limits. Only Royals were allowed to live in small hut-like structures while only Emperors had stone housing

there

of all sorts seemed to take place every moment. Whether it was a battle for resources, for the monuments or even for housing, it seemed as though one would take place all

of the seemingly territorial housing system, there didn't seem to be a single ounce of order throughout the whole city… Except for in just

city. Aside from the walls of the city itself, it was the only structure that stood above two or three stories tall. In fact, it shot hundreds of

and all eight of its Gates. However, to be able to step to this floor, the minimum requirement was to be a King. For someone of such

were exceptions to every

much commotion would the swinging of doors hundreds of meters high cause? Just how much worse would this commotion be if the action was so violent that the doors hardly stopped

only mean that a new Emperor had appeared. However, even past Emperors hadn't caused such a commotion and most people could only hurriedly squeeze through a crack

tower floor fell into silence. Their

small, like an ant that could