Dimensional Descent

Leonel took a deep breath. The subtle movement seemed to make Force from the surroundings swarm toward him, making it seem as though his skin was twinkling with a subtle radiance.

Aina silently held out her battle ax, her expression hidden behind her mask. She didn't seem to prepare anything, but her aura was as steady and unmoving as a mountain.

It was safe to say that no small amount of individuals were shocked by what they were witnessing. Though, eventually, it would be the white belts that would be forced forward by their seniors… no one had ever thought that it would be done willingly.

Among the crowd of youths that remained, there were no doubt members of Bear Rose who locked onto Leonel immediately. Not only were there individuals from Bear Rose, but there were no small number of King of Ores faction members, including Sarrieth, within the crowd.

For a moment, the youths weren't entirely certain of what to do. The fact two had gone up willingly made them all feel as though the momentum had been snatched. If they continued to lay back and force others up, it might not be as beneficial to them as they had once thought.

It was then that the ground quaked.

One would have thought that such a thing was caused by an earthquake or maybe a huge explosion in the distance, but when their gazes swung over to the source, all that was found was a massive bear of a man slowly walking forward.

The man stood at two and a half meters tall. From top to bottom, he was covered in a thick rose-gold plate armor. The chest plate of this armor had the image of a roaring bear on it that reminded Leonel a lot of King Arthur's white lion armor.

The detail on the armor was so intricately laid that it looked far more like a display piece than a battle armor. It was hard to fathom that someone would take such a gorgeous Craft to war…

it. In fact, there were exactly 12,

Rose. However, it was also very clear that this massive bear of a man wasn't

to confirm this, just as the massive man was about to walk through the final line of waiting participants, his hands snatched outward with

man had already taken two necks into his large palms. Then, with one swift motion,

and flesh meeting stone resounded alongside groans of pain and confusion. But, unfortunately for these two randomly picked white

looked around in dismay, even sending a glance back toward Elder Magnaril for some help. But, all they received in response was an indifferent glance

forfeit one

words was like a bucket of ice water being poured over the heads of

though nothing had happened. He, much like anyone else who was relatively astute, was quite clear on the shift the Elders and Valiant Heart were

was in the past, it had only

cared about small petty rules or the inconvenience of a few? As long as your fist was big enough, you could do as you pleased! Things were this simple

BANG!

obscured by a heavy helmet and visor. Despite the somewhat

But… This is good. This will be a memory impossible for others to forget. The Hero Faction isn't the only Faction not

with? Did he think that Leonel