Dimensional Descent

Leonel closed his eyes. For a moment, everything else in the world seemed to vanish. His breathing grew steady and his heart stilled, even his mind, used to running at impossible speeds, slowed. After a moment, even his thoughts became vacant.

In such a moment, what one should have been feeling was fear. Seeing such a monster before you, a man who was gifted with talent that others couldn't even hope to grasp, what choice was there other than to despair?

However, this wasn't the reality Leonel saw before him. Rather, he saw a path that had suddenly lit afire, blazing a trail that he hadn't noticed before. It was as though he had always been following the wrong path, completely oblivious to the right one that had always been in arm's reach.

In the outside world, everyone else could only see Leonel's Domain rapidly deteriorating. Leonel himself stood, completely unmoving. To his back, what remained of a once 10000 strong army shook beneath Lionel's presence. The only thing that separated them and such a monster was a seemingly frail teenage boy who was at the end of his rope.

Leonel's Domain was directly tied to his Ethereal Glabella and his mind. Every piece of it that faded took another piece of him. Even though Lionel didn't seem capable of taking direct action against Leonel with how strong the latter's Dream Force affinity was, this alone was enough to severely weaken Leonel.

As chain after chain disintegrated, Leonel's mind faltered and weakened. He should have been under an excruciating amount of pain, the kind of horrible, spine tearing torture that could obliterate one's resolve. Yet, Leonel stood, completely unmoving.

In the distance, Aina grew more panicked. She didn't have a detailed understanding of what was happening, but all she needed to see was the fact that the world around Lionel was crumbling.

Though she had managed to hold Anared back long enough for the remaining 200 plus young warriors to curl around them, before they could even manage to get into range to do anything, one of the Savants blocked their path, scratching at his rat's nest-like hair.

The good news was the Lionel's rampage had interfered with Vice's ability as well, allowing them to move even without the protection of Leonel's Domain. But, the bad news was that this unkempt man who the others called Monkey suddenly multiplied in number.

In one moment, there was just one of him. In the next instant, there was two, then four, then eight. In the blink of an eye, over a thousand of him blocked the path forward, causing the troop of youths to come to a grinding halt, serious expressions on their faces. It suddenly became obvious why it was no one could tell the exact number of people Lionel had brought with him.

"Stay in your squads! Don't underestimate him!"

Nile took command of the situation, his gaze flashing with a hint of worry.

Things were quickly getting out of hand. These Savants had completely lost their minds. In fact, this Monkey individual hadn't even blocked their path at Lionel's order.

the look in his eye quite clearly... it was boredom. He blocked them simply because he was bored

or comprehensible aspirations...

a struggle was unfurling. On one side, there was the enraged Lionel trying to erase everything that was Leonel. And, on the other side, there

know what he could do to help even if he made it through, but

hands, letting the light of the setting sun reflect across the

shot forward into the crowd of clones,

were many things a strong

it wasn't for the two squads of ten he led coming together to stop

back, in the next instant, he coughed violently, a mouthful of blood flying

looked up, allowing his squads to help

the clone he had clashed with stood in a bloody mess, its head peeled open like a grotesque

this had happened, but rather the cause of it. In the moment, the clone had head butted the point

were that strong. Most of those with cloning abilities he had come across had strong

Monkey didn't seem restricted

ability to double almost anything. As for the limitations of

times and form over a thousand clones, what would happen if he did the same with his strength? In fact, if it wasn't for the fact Monkey's flesh and blood was so frail, he would be able to exhibit far more of this

and bone, or even if he just had a weapon... his level of strength would be impossible to

clone collapsed, dead, his heart didn't calm in the slightest. Looking at the over thousand that remained, let alone making it

saw the somewhat curious gazes of the Savants that remained, his

And, all the while, their leader was losing his

constricted. Any hopes she had of Nile, Nika and the

felt a belly full of rage every time her battle ax crossed paths with Anared's sword. Even though she was just a margin weaker, the ferocity of her attacks only seemed to

carry the weight of the world behind her. The clashes caused the surrounding air to explode, the

hard, she knew it was impossible to make it in time. By now, Lionel's erasure had almost reach Leonel. What remained of his Chain Domain seemed to