Dimensional Descent

The moment Leonel's barrage began, the atmosphere seemed to shift.

As though the earth had cracked opened and demons from the depths of Hell were clawing their way forward, a pervading coldness hung in the air, latching onto their veins and making them feel as though their blood was rapidly freezing over.

A massive illusory hand of crimson shot up from the ground, tearing through the debris like it was nothing but scraps if paper.

The hand charged for Leonel, causing him to have to cross his spear across his body to block.

Leonel was sent flying , his body arching through the air for over a hundred meters.

His internal organs shook, his stomach caving in and his ribs cracking. Blood flew from his lips, his eyes bulging.

A violent fit of coughs rang out from him, but as though of it mattered, Leonel reoriented himself in the air, landing heavily on his feet so that Aina wouldn't be harmed.

As he wiped the blood from his lips, the section of ground the mansion once stood upon split under the strength of the hand, making way for a man tainted by blood to make his presence known.

The Variant Invalid was completely nude, the only coverings of its body being the blood trickling down its skin.

Its bare feet landed on the ground softly, but even that seemed to resonate with the hearts of all.

Their minds and bodies seemed to separate from one another. It was an out of body experience that made them feel as though they were third party viewers of their own lives, watching on from a bird's eye view.

But, rather than being awed by the realization, most felt their chests gripped by fear.

of blood... was

people of Earth suddenly found their minds shooting back into their bodies. A bout of dizziness took hold of them before they realized the sluggishness

Jessica's expression changed.

"Your Highness, my body."

completely focused on Leonel, frowned. But, when he turned back to see a sea of pleasantly surprised faces, he couldn't help but be

he was confused. But soon, thinking of something,

'Could it be...?'

across Earth, Eartherners who had felt as though their bodies were out of their control suddenly began to exhibit their true

toward Leonel's back, even as the latter wiped blood from his mouth, turned several

this battlefield. They all understood that

Terrain turned ugly, the momentum

looking for suddenly filling up his chest. It didn't take him but a moment to realize that this wasn't just psychological. The healers

steeled. He had seen how powerful the strike that just landed on Leonel was. This was the first time in the battle that Leonel had suffered any

suddenly

chest expanded beneath his ability, his throat hardening under the same

But, gazing at that back in the distance, they felt as though the

"Charge!" Noah's voice boomed.

from his lips, spitting at the ground to clear his

looked up, his cold gaze locking onto the Puppet Master. His spear's tip gently pressed against

been destroyed. Beyond that, it took just a single attack to injure him to this state despite the fact his body was forged of

even more so. Though, considering its inhuman expressions,

Leonel in a single strike. But, not only had it not, it felt as though it

wouldn't have broken any