Dimensional Descent

Leonel's murderous intent seemed to fuse with his domain of flames, causing a mere rise in temperature to suddenly become a land of red.

Following the Puppet Master's voice, the rumbling of the earth suddenly grew as giants rose in the distance.

Their bodies were completely nude, but they had no reproductive organs to speak of. It was difficult to tell if they were puppets formed of corpses like the rest or if they were artifical beings hand crafted by the Puppet Master itself.

These giants crashed through the city, seemingly not minding the carnage they were causing in the slightest. There were most definitely normal citizens of Hargrove still remaining, but their lives weren't considered for even a moment. In fact, in his fury, Leonel didn't even pause for a moment to think of them.

With a thought, the debris around him was formed into spiraling spears once again, launching toward the slowly walking giants.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

A deluge of explosions erupted across the bodies of the giants, causing them to stumble and slow. However, the damage was negligible. Let alone suffering injuries or being impaired, Leonel's attacks didn't even leave behind any scorching marks.

Soon, 12 Giants appeared, each of them standing over 20 meters tall, their steps heavy. They had no eyes, no ears, no clothing. Their skin was a dull brown color and other than their humanoid forms, there didn't seem to be anything else that was human about them.

However... each and everyone one of them carried a stifling aura. Even those several kilometers away, barely able to observe the situation, felt as though their hearts were being weighed down heavily. They couldn't help but wonder... if these giants had stepped onto the battlefield, would they even stand a chance?

Each and every one of them exuded the might of Demi God, standing on the precipice of the Fifth Dimension. Their hollow faces and steady gait even in the face of so much damage sent shivers down one's spine.

Compared to the Elemental wolves and knights, these giants were on a completely different level.

The soldiers of Hargrove City that managed to survive Leonel's initial barrage backed away in fear, many looking on in horror. However, many unlucky ones could do nothing as they watched the large feet of the giants stomp toward the ground.

The air pressure of their feet descending alone sent the warriors tumbling into the earth, pinned down and left without a choice but to watch on as their deaths approached from above.

weren't even so lucky. Pinned down with their faces against the ground, they could only cry in agony, trying their best to move. Their pitiful struggles only made their inevitable deaths worst. Sometimes hope only bred

the elites of Hargrove City had reacted to the situation. Many had thought of turning back, but

there even a need to act any longer? Even one of those monsters could wipe out The Capital on its own, let alone 12

stop. With his strength, it was a simple matter to lay eyes on

his dreams, so much so that he hadn't even needed to see Leonel's face to know it was

to Leonel over their bet, he had every intention of following through. But, he soon learned that his resolve wasn't as

Leonel simply didn't speak another word to him. He had cut off their relationship so easily it was as though they had never met, as though they were

nerves steeled, his fists clenching around his

his best

Jilniya laid a hand on Aina, the

mattered. The legend that was Leonel would come to a close right here and

stood amidst the carnage, facing the pressure of 12 giants. His knees couldn't help but creak and whine beneath the pressure as though

not even looking

from start to finish. From the very

passing moment, the stomps of the giants grew more frequent and harsher. It felt as

his own heart, the flood of his own blood, the

there was something else he

his back. He could feel

He might not understand the smallest details of her quirks, but he understood her

His Aina wasn't a coward

the pursuit of her destiny, the idea that someone

wasn't the Variant. What she feared was

move at this moment, her fury would be no less than his, the

had been snatched from her by a bastard who