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

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

even a need to act any longer? Even one of those monsters could

a stop. With his strength, it was a

much so that he hadn't even needed

his life to Leonel over their bet, he had every intention of following through. But, he soon learned that his resolve

instead of taking his life or even cursing him, Leonel simply didn't speak another word to him. He had cut off their relationship so

his fists clenching around his

in his best interest. In fact,

the horrible pressure that emitted from Leonel that day Jilniya laid a hand on

none of that mattered. The legend that was Leonel would come to a close right here

knees couldn't help but creak and whine beneath the pressure as though they had every intention of

ramrod, his cold gaze not even looking toward

anything but his back, they'd be able to realize that Leonel had hardly spared the giants a glance from start to finish. From the very beginning, his gaze was locked onto the center of the City, every fiber of his senses latching onto the City Lord's mansion

and harsher. It felt as though the whole world

all Leonel could hear was the thumping of his own heart, the flood of his own blood, the crackles of

was something else he

back. He could feel its

the smallest details of her quirks, but he understood her

Master. His Aina wasn't a coward who needed to be carried into battle

of her destiny, the idea that someone else could snatch her autonomy away without even giving

What she feared was her

move at this moment, her fury would be no less than his, the carnage she wrought would be no less blazing, the blood she

been snatched from her by a bastard who still didn't even dare to show