Dimensional Descent

Flames shot into the skies, lighting up the darkening battlefield as though the sun was rising from the North today.

The battlefield seemed to pause, shock coloring the faces of everyone present.

Destroying the Gates of a city wasn't so simple. Let alone the materials needed to construct it, the Force Arts protecting it alone would be enough to give a headache to even the most powerful City Lords among the people of Terrain.

Even if that was ignored, the sudden appearance above the battlefield and the subsequent almost suicidal actions left everyone in a daze. However, they hadn't even been able to register all that happened before a roar shook the skies.

"GET THE HELL OUT HERE!"

Leonel's infuriated bellowing resonated in the ears of everyone.

It was only at that moment that everyone came to a subtle understanding. Leonel wasn't here to be a savior. Someone had pissed him off and that person happened to be within Hargrove City's walls.

It was only at that moment that whatever few guards of Hargrove City that remained finally reacted to the change.

The truth was that with their charge, the elites of the City were currently on the frontlines and no one had been paying attention to the skies. Even if they had been, Leonel's appearance was simply too sudden. Without the slightest sound, he had crashed down from the skies, obliterating their defenses as though they weren't there.

How could the flaws of Terrain's Force Arts escape Leonel's notice?

Warriors converged on Leonel from all sides, what remained of the archers that hadn't toppled from the walls aiming their bows toward him.

there was one advantage Terrain would always have, it was numbers. Though they had sent many of their elites

gaze flickered with wild fluctuations of violet and red, a dense violet bronze fog hung around him, his Runes shining so brightly as they marked his body

Leonel's surroundings became a land of scorching heat. He embodied the

mind spun, countless calculations taking root as he simulated just

up

Tolliver appeared, separating out into

tidal wave of Flames, his body sparkling with golden lights and droplets of silver hovering

the world, his rage seeping into the hearts of all those who laid eyes on him. In their minds, he was the one and

Tolly. Simultaneously, Leonel conjured the spells for

enlightenment Lionel had given him. But, if he

Freedom!

said he only had to simulate reality? Why couldn't he dig into the recesses of his mind, tap into

fuse Light and Fire Elemental Spell Arts into one? Who said a single man couldn't bring a city

soldiers converged onto Leonel's position, gorgeous javelins began to form around him. They used the metallic base of the city's gates and fused the Flames of [Fire Spear] into its foundations, strengthening the already powerful One Star Magus Art. Its blade resonated with a golden halo, formed of an illusory golden sword that twinkled

of them. In the next, the number doubled, then doubled again. In the blink of an eye, there were dozens, then

insist on being in my

the night sky, leaving streaks of

hardly felt a thing before their innards were completely burnt to ash, shock coloring their

the dealthy spears didn't pause,

foundations of the