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.

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 of the expanse of the universe just

didn't seem to be enraged by these words either, his expression completely even keeled. He didn't seem to be insulted in the slightest. In fact, at the moment, he felt that he had already said all that needed

about to hang up,

are so impatient, but sure,

forget that we have talents of our own that have hardly stepped onto Earth's stage. According to our analysis, Earth hasn't quite reached the brink just yet, at least not for

guaranteed will we move. Until then, sit tight and

words, the voice cut the call, leaving Elorin to his

long later, Elorin looked up, his

After a while, his eyes landed on Raynred. With every flicker of his fingers, another young elite fell no matter how hard

enough to take on Raynred to a standstill. But, with the sluggishness they were experiencing, not even the several dozens

those that remained, Flowing Wind and many others had already died. Of those that Leonel would even recognize, only Thunderous Clap and Chasing Wind remained. But, it was clear that if they were any more unlucky, their

Elorin thought indifferently,

...

out between his lips.

reap their lives with ease. But now, it became obvious that his weapon mastery wasn't allowing him to ignore the suppression. Rather, he was siphoning some

weakening him considerably, but there was nothing he could do about

**

as the situation on the Slayer Legion's battlefield was, the situation at The Capital was far worse. In fact, the three cities had already

the Cities moved to the second layer, laying upon the thick branches

to fight, but the death of Nile was still fresh on their minds. To make matters worse, more than just Nile had died to this point. It felt as though their own legend was crumbling

stoic expression on his face. Every time Jessica tried to step

about as much

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