Dimensional Descent

Chapter 760 - Fall

Leonel flipped his palm over, causing his spear to vanish.

Mikael seemed to want to press his advantage the moment he saw this. He didn't believe that Leonel was giving up, but that didn't matter. All that did matter to him was that this was a chance to finally end this battle.

Though Leonel had seemed to survive so long because of his speed and agility. Mikael could tell that another large portion of the reason was the length and reach of his spear.

He had never seen such a long spear before. The Crafters of their Kingdom were excellent, but the logistics of forming such a long and flexible spear was a nightmare, especially if you wanted it to carry any strength.

If it wasn't for his Sturdy Title, he felt that he would have already lost his long time partner.

However, would Mikael really have the chance to press such a small advantage? Leonel's spear had hardly disappeared before another one appeared in its place. And, though this one was exactly a meter short of four, Mikael's pupils immediately constricted.

It was the kind of spear that held a presence of its own, a fiery aura that seemed to want to battle against even its own owner. Just laying there in Leonel's palm, it made the energies of the world tremble, its mere existence exuding an undying superiority.

Leonel twirled his spear in his hands, its double blade slicing apart trees tens of meters away with its wind pressure alone. He hardly put any effort in, yet the devastation he wrought had reached an all new level.

'Let's end this.'

didn't dare to meet that spear with his hammer. He could already see the future where a weapon that had followed him for decades would be

in this regard, not even

an abrupt halt, the sound of tearing

that moment, Leonel pierced

the range is

to look for a lane to

ran from this battlefield, his army would lose the buff he had given them. The instant this happened, the slaughter would ensue

he killed Leonel, the momentum would shift and victory would be his. Such a ragtag group of

what happened next made

movement, completely short as

three segments, a snaking chain shooting through the air as the blade

react before his valiant steed of decades had its throat pierced, a pained neigh followed by gurgling blood

spun in his

suit, tearing through a defense he could hardly dent moments ago as

as his steed's head was split in two. Even though he reacted quickly, blocking his front with his

parts, as it spun in his hands, it was almost like a massive meat grinder. Mikael couldn't even reacted before his body, along

a grinding halt, Leonel's

again, dozens of trees in the surroundings were