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

toward him, coalescing into a golden brand between his

momentum and radiance. However, to those of Brave City, this golden mark was the highest entry honor of the city…

no idea the level of commotion his actions would

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

be. Rather than being a

city walls, the ground was covered in nothing but a brownish soil that looked like the land of a

monuments of stone called the Bravery Pillars. They depicted the exploits of soldiers and generals of

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

organized structure, there

seemed to take place every moment. Whether it was a battle for resources, for the monuments

didn't seem to be a single ounce of

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 meters into the air much like the

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

said… there were exceptions to every

commotion would the swinging of doors hundreds of meters high cause? Just how much worse would this commotion be if the action

past Emperors hadn't caused such a commotion and most people could only hurriedly squeeze through a crack they caused in

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

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