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.'

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 split into two, taking

wishes didn't matter in this regard, not even

abrupt halt, the sound of tearing air making Mikael's hair stand

moment, Leonel pierced

range is too shallow. He

look

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

would shift and victory would be his. Such a ragtag group of commoners, what did they know about honor? About duty? About bravery? The

what happened next made him

Leonel reached the limit of his piercing movement, completely short as Mikael

of its three segments, a snaking chain shooting through the

react before his valiant steed of decades had its throat pierced, a

spear spun in his

a defense he could hardly dent moments ago as though a knife through

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

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

a grinding halt,

begin moving forward again, dozens of trees in the surroundings were sliced into four or five pieces, collapsing to