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!

like drums of liberation. Walls that had stood tall for centuries came crumbling down. A Gate which had never been opened to them incinerated

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

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

he had been living on the streets for several months. His clothes were beaten, ripped, dirtied and ragged. His hair could only be described as a rat's nest, their natural blond color discolored by what looked like and hopefully was mud. His eyes

were no anti siege tactics prepared by The Capital was odd enough. It was even

stumbled over the rocks before dropping down

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

those of the army take this

hair back and spitting at the

been observing him from beginning to end, no one had

there was not a single spatial treasure on the man's body. It was as though the

fact, the fact they could think this at all could only mean that the dirt and grime that

to prove his worth. Blah, blah, not just anyone is worthy to

were they acting out a comedy skit? What the hell was

frowned. Challenges were rare on the battlefield but not to the point that they never happened. But,

out an important member of the opposing army with the least amount of hassle. It was

who had issued this

could say anything. He simply walked forward, leaving

Swift, I presume?"