Dimensional Descent

Leonel watched as Nigmir shot forward.

To everyone else, it looked as though it was effectively teleportation. Nigmir had almost instantly reached speeds of several hundred kilometers an hour. At such a speed, the mere hundred meters or so separating them might as well have been teleportation.

But, in Leonel's mind, this might as well have been a snail's crawl. This wasn't because Leonel was faster. In fact, Nigmir, in raw speed, was likely faster than him unless he used his Four Seasons Realm to fuel his Speed Branch Lineage Factor. Rather, it was because Leonel's mind simply processed things too quickly.

This combination of Style and the Four Seasons Realm fascinated Leonel. If Nigmir was right about anything, it was that he had indeed underestimated the so-called seniors of Valiant Heart. He definitely had to reevaluate how easily he would be able to defeat them.

If this combination was possible, it wouldn't be surprising if other combinations were likewise in existence. Leonel was too ignorant of the ways of the Dimensional Verse, who knew how many unique things he had missed on?

In fact, now that he thought about it, that weird chant Nigmir had used to solidify his Wind Force into armor and weapon… Leonel had never seen something like that before either.

Of course, it could just be Nigmir's ability, but it was fascinating theless.

'I guess there is value in learning things from this place… Well, if they let me stay here after this, that is.'

Nigmir still had half the distance to travel when Leonel flipped his palm, causing a long, flexible spear to appear.

The spear itself seemed hollow, several deep etchings across its surface showcasing its empty insides. However, it was a truly beautiful sight to behold.

and sharp. Just a small flick

only seemed to grow, the wind pressure from his movements alone blew against Leonel's

was only after Nigmir reached the five meter distance between them, just a meter or two from thrusting his lance through Leonel's heart, that

"Wind Domain."

Leonel's body flickered.

Leonel had been using a space teleportation art. Though Nigmir had been surprised about this at first, after a while, he

Space was far sturdier here. Nigmir concluded that Leonel likely had a treasure on him of some sort that had lost most of its effectiveness after entering

conclusion, he realized that there was no way Leonel was faster than he was, so he confidently shot forward, ready to end this battle in a

Leonel displayed speed no slower than his own… No, it was

react, he found a spear at his throat. For the first time, he didn't have the

body shifting slightly. Just this slight movement required all the speed he could muster. It likely would have been impossible

my pauldrons. I can

his armor. Leonel had been right, this was indeed his ability and it synergized perfectly with his Lineage Factor. As

for the blade of Leonel's spear to shear through his armor entirely, nicking his shoulder and shattering a

"What?!"

planned. However, somehow, despite having

two arms controlled

continuously blocking. He didn't even realize that Leonel was no longer rising in the

speed only grew faster and faster. Every exchange seemed to cause another piece of Nigmir's armor to