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.

it was numbers. Though they had

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

of scorching heat. He embodied the

calculations taking root as

when he finished, his arms raising up as though he

separating out into

especially gorgeous. Leonel stood amid a tidal wave of Flames, his body sparkling with golden lights

world, his rage seeping into the hearts of all

Leonel was suddenly engulfed by Little Tolly. Simultaneously,

sort of enlightenment Lionel had given him. But, if

Freedom!

said he only had to simulate reality? Why couldn't he dig into the recesses of his mind, tap into the fantasies of a man, and force creations that could shake

forge weapons on a battlefield? Who said he couldn't fuse Light and Fire Elemental Spell Arts into

Spear] into its foundations, strengthening the already powerful One Star Magus Art. Its blade resonated with a golden

there were just three of them. In the next, the number doubled, then doubled again. In the blink of an eye, there were dozens, then hundreds. They floated in

insist on being in my way...

fire and light tore through the night sky, leaving streaks of flames and gold in their

so swift that they hardly felt a

claiming one life, the dealthy spears didn't pause, reaping

was so resounding that the very foundations of the