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…'

step forward, crossing

him, coalescing

However, to those of Brave City, this

the level

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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

how one would think it would be. Rather than being a metropolis, Brave City looked more like a war

Just like the outside of the city walls, the ground was covered in nothing but a brownish

They depicted the exploits of soldiers and generals of the past and were among the

was an arrangement of tents, especially the outer city limits. Only Royals were allowed to live in small hut-like structures

this seemingly organized structure, there was nothing

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

a single ounce of order throughout the whole city… Except for

of the city itself, it was the only structure that stood above two or three stories tall. In fact, it shot hundreds of meters into the air much like the

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

there were exceptions to every

how much worse would this commotion be if the action was so violent that the doors hardly stopped even after slamming into the walls that held it

whole gate to open, it could only mean that a new Emperor had appeared. However, even past Emperors hadn't caused such a commotion and

that moment, the usually bustling top tower floor fell into silence. Their eyes all landed

the doors, he seemed so small, like an ant that could be stamped into a meat paste at any