Dimensional Descent

"... So what are you trying to say, exactly?"

Elorin swung his blade down again, a mark of complete indifference on his face. He reaped another life with ease, the bloodiness of the battlefield seemingly having nothing to do with him.

"I'm saying that it's not yet time. You're a smart boy, do I really need to repeat myself?"

"It isn't that I don't understand what you're saying. It's more so that it doesn't make much sense. If now isn't the best time, then when else could possibly be?"

Looking at the state of the battlefield, Elorin thought that the caller on the other side much be pulling some sort of practical joke.

The casualties the Slayer Legion had tallied up to now numbered in the several thousand and these were among their elites. These sort of warriors couldn't just grow on trees. To make matters worse, Elorin was certain that The Capital was on its last legs as well.

The last reports they received detailed the three cities having all the momentum in the world to storm their way to the third layer, having already breached the second layer. By all rights, if this wasn't the appropriate time to act, then when was? Were they supposed to wait until Earth already fell into the hands of another?

"The time isn't right." The voice responded.

"If you're abandoning me just say so." Elorin said plainly, his expression not even fluctuating. "There's no need to beat around the bush like this.

"I hope you remember that you all are the ones who approached me first. With or without you, I will accomplish my goals. This is a new world order and there's an entire universe waiting to set the stage for talents like me. I don't need fair weather 'helpers' who won't show their faces."

The voice chuckled, clearly not minding Elorin's words.

"You're misunderstanding, Elorin. Also, you sound very mighty currently. But, you seem to have forgotten that you weren't the first to complete their Zone, you were second. And, that's just of this generation. As Earth continues to grow and evolve, and things settle down to the point people begin to have children again, the talents birthed with each successive generation will only grow more and more talented.

puffing out that prepubescent chest of yours, you should remember that you aren't even the best on your own world. It isn't quite time for you to be thinking

to be insulted in the slightest. In fact, at the moment, he

to hang up,

sure, I don't mind

abandoning you. We aren't making a move because it truly isn't time to do so just yet. You forget that we have talents of our own that have

guaranteed will we move. Until then, sit tight

saying these words, the voice cut the call, leaving Elorin

up, his machete reaping another

to put in some effort. After a while, his eyes landed on Raynred. With every flicker of his fingers, another young elite

the Puppet Master, three or four of them would have been enough to take on Raynred to a standstill. But, with the sluggishness they were experiencing, not even the several dozens of them that

died. Of those that Leonel would even recognize, only Thunderous Clap and Chasing Wind remained. But, it was clear that if they were any

Elorin thought indifferently, flickering across

...

drizzling out between his lips.

with ease. But now, it became obvious that his weapon mastery

considerably, but there was nothing he could do about it. If he didn't defeat these three

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cities had already bulldozed their way through the second layer. They were so comfortable in their position that the cities had

of The Capital, the Cities moved to the second layer, laying

continued to fight, but the death of Nile was still fresh on their minds. To make matters worse, more than just Nile had

his face. Every time Jessica tried to step forward, he

can control beasts from here." He would growl, his face showing about as much emotion as he usually would over the course

blue saber laying across his chest as he blocked the blow of three sword