Dimensional Descent

Chapter 767 - Two Options

The earth rose high into the skies, forming boulders that were each two meters wide.

It took time, but not long later, dozens had formed before erupting into a blaze of black-red flames. The searing heat alone seemed to want to melt the city to ash.

Even without Leonel saying a word, the rebel army felt their blood boiling.

There were no words of rage, none of fury or animosity. Even with this goal they had been working toward for years, praying for, for decades… There was still nothing that needed to be said.

Actions spoke far louder than words ever could at this moment.

This was indeed Armageddon. It was a judgment day for The Capital and its nobles who had had their foots on their throats for centuries.

It was finally their turn to return the favor.

The meteors descended toward the gate in a blaze of fire.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

Walls that had stood tall for centuries came crumbling down. A Gate which had never been opened to them

to stand before the army, his chest wide, his back

as though they weren't there to begin with. When this figure became clearer, many began to look on with

clothes were beaten, ripped, dirtied and ragged. His hair could only be described as a rat's nest, their

by The Capital was odd enough. It was even weirder that there hadn't been a single person atop the

stumbled over the rocks before dropping

an exaggerated manner as though he had spent far too long sitting. The crackles and pops that sounded from his action were

alone seemed to make those of the

hair back and spitting at the ground before

fact they had been observing him from beginning to end,

obviously wouldn't react like this. But, there was not a single

sweeping his hair back revealed a devilishly handsome appearance. If he wasn't so dirty, he would truly be a lady killer. In fact, the fact they could think this at all could only mean that the dirt and grime that

Blah, blah, not just anyone is worthy to fight

speechless. Was this person issuing a challenge? Or were they acting out a comedy skit? What

battlefield but not

to get a shot at taking out an important member of the opposing army with the least amount of hassle. It was also a good chance to lower the momentum and morale

those of equivalent status. It was one thing if it was Alexandre who had issued this challenge… But where had this

hand before Rollan could say anything. He simply walked forward, leaving

the Swift, I