Dimensional Descent

Screams. Blood. Carnage.

As many things as Leonel had seen in the past year, he still wasn't ready for this. The genocide modern technology wrought was far beyond his imagination.

With his senses, every instance of fear, every tear that was shed, every heart that ceased beating… It was all in his range to feel, see and grasp.

However, the Slayer Legion tanks continued to roll forward, the inner city of the Fort remained unmoved, the Invalids never stopped.

Leonel had already moved before he could even register his own thoughts. He faintly heard the voices of his teammates screaming for him to come back. What could a single man do against such an army? As powerful as he had become, it most definitely wasn't enough to cover the sky with a single hand. What could he possibly hope to accomplish?

But, he moved anyway.

That said… He didn't move alone. The little mink, seemingly sensing his agitation, jumped forward, skipping across the air.

Aina stood, her steps pausing for a moment.

"You all stay here. You're not strong enough."

Her words were simple and plain. Her gaze carried the same look she had when she took Conrad's life. A cold, silent indifference.

Leonel's teammates gripped their fists, but they didn't move in the end. They knew that Aina's words were true. If they moved now, they would only get in the way.

Wielding her great sword, Aina launched herself from the side of the collapsed building.

…

Joseph's cold voice rang in the cockpit, his gaze growing colder and

command he barked, every shell that fired, every life his actions reaped seemed to make him more and more detached. Eventually, he felt

spoke, huffing and puffing from his previous exertion, "The gap in the wall will only allow two tanks through at once. Should we pause the charge and make a larger

gaze locked onto the path

had collapsed on their destroyed foundations. It splintered down at that point, creating a

and were pouring through that hole. Those that couldn't fit through took advantage of the crumbling

city was slowly

vanguard tanks through and execute

Plan B2.

had simulated it many times. Plan B2 was to be used when the walls were

The Empire's soldiers to still be manning the Gates. And, even if they were, they should have a lot

were

catwoman rolled forward. They trampled over Invalids with impunity. It seemed that any Invalid below the A-grade wasn't even able to dodge their advances while those above that threat

were Joseph's trump cards. All the resources he earned over the years were

usual. Hearing Joseph's orders, she was already prepared to move out. With

will be opened within 15

law. In her eyes, Joseph

"Forward!"

have imagined was that someone would actually stand forward to stop them at this time. But, what they couldn't understand all the more was that it was just a

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

charging Invalids and a fleet of rolling

smoke, the rising flames and the rushing blood,

"STOP!"

the sealed defenses of the inner city, it