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…'

took a step forward, crossing

toward him, coalescing

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

level of commotion his actions

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some parts of society, there were locations one could not enter without the appropriate

one would think it would be. Rather than

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

Pillars. They depicted the exploits of soldiers

than buildings, much of Brave City was an arrangement of tents, especially the outer city limits. Only Royals were allowed

despite this seemingly organized structure, there was nothing peaceful about

a battle for resources, for the monuments or even for housing, it seemed as though one

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

the only structure that stood above two or three stories tall. In

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 standing, they obviously wouldn't come here to

were exceptions to

how much worse would this commotion be if the action was so violent that the doors hardly

appeared. However, even past Emperors hadn't caused such a commotion and most people could only

moment, the usually bustling top tower floor fell into silence. Their

of the doors, he seemed so small, like an ant that could be