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.

…

voice rang in the cockpit,

he felt like a bird

only allow two tanks

steely gaze locked

splintered down at that point, creating a semi-triangular passageway nearby where the gate

pouring through that hole. Those that couldn't fit through took advantage of

slowly becoming

through and

Plan B2.

predict the result of their explosion, there were too many variables despite the fact they had simulated it many times. Plan B2 was to be

a unit in to open the Gates from the inside. By now, it should be impossible for The Empire's soldiers to still be manning the Gates. And, even

were relayed

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 level couldn't even hope to

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

already prepared to move out. With her ability and pre-Metamorphosis expertise, she was definitely the most

Gates will

didn't care about military law. In her eyes, Joseph deserved to be Commander so she called him as

"Forward!"

Legion could 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

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

and a fleet of rolling tanks, his

smoke, the rising flames and the rushing blood, he stood out like

"STOP!"

single person shouldn't have been so resounding. Yet, even beyond the sealed defenses of the