Dimensional Descent

Leonel's frown deepened as he watched the Slayer Legion's forces move in.

'This is likely the best chance they have to take down this Fort. If I was making the decisions and was desperate enough, I might choose to attack now as well.'

If Leonel was participating in the operation, he would feel more confident in the success. But, the main problem was that he wasn't and he also didn't trust the Slayer Legion to protect the innocents that might get swept into this situation.

The fact that they chose to attack now instead of waiting until the Invalids below dispersed told Leonel one very obvious thing: They wanted to use the Invalids to their advantage.

If Leonel was leading this charge, he would wait until both the white wolf was killed and the Invalid army it had been driven away. Only then could he minimize any potential casualties. But, whoever was leading these troops obviously had no intention of doing this.

'These bastards…'

Leonel's expression flickered with rage.

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On the Fort walls, Miles finally let go of a rock that had been weighing heavily on his chest.

"Subdue it!" Miles commanded.

The Commander beside Miles looked toward him in shock, but eventually disseminated the orders. This was indeed a good opportunity.

The Capital had likely long since begun its research on Invalids. But, whether they had caught a Variant Invalid just yet was unknown. After all, they were rare creatures to begin with. The fact one appeared on Earth just went to show the level of talents that could be born here.

in for merit or if they kept it to get a leg up themselves, both were viable options. Most importantly, Miles believed that such an important piece would definitely cause his father to pause in his resoluteness to abandon his first

We have enemies

heart

army below. The damage to their defenses by now was definitely not negligible. If they had to deal with more armies, there would most definitely be

more Invalids? A beast horde brought over

numbers and an estimate of their strength." Miles relayed his orders.

humans. In fact, they seemed to have a prototype of a mobile Force Disruption Tower

either be because this was their technological

was not small,

once simply like mining and synthesizing material became large mountains to climb. This didn't even mention the most obvious fact that the population of Earth had been massacred by over 99%. They didn't even have the numbers they needed to sustain mass production and the machines they once used that could cover this weakness had restrictions of

Fort had been depleted by over 80%. And, as if that

of them had been dealt with. The current situation was

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his visage. He steeled his heart, his only thoughts being of success. He didn't

watched on from the side, conflicting emotions swimming through his

bombed even his own people. Even if it meant sacrificing a

the Slayer Legion needed to finally overturn The Empire. They

think of one very important thing: How could

to be a massive power with immense strength behind it. Even if

thought was true… Why would the Slayer Legion leave it up to two demoted brothers to conquer a Fort

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Legion?! They actually dare to

enraged when he learned of who he