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 to ash. A City they hadn't been deemed worthy to step foot into had suddenly been opened

charge. He continued to stand before the army, his

to appear out of the blazing fires as though they weren't there to begin with.

beaten, ripped, dirtied and ragged. His hair could only be described as a rat's nest, their natural blond color discolored by what looked

here, this was the last. The fact that there were no anti siege tactics prepared by The Capital was odd enough. It was even weirder that there hadn't been a single person atop the wall before their attack. And now… there was this

rocks before dropping down

far too long sitting. The crackles and pops that sounded from his action were so loud that they carried throughout the battlefield, even given the destruction to his

those of the army take this man far more

man coughed, slinking his hair back and

fact they had been observing him from beginning to end, no one had been able

like this. But, there was not a single spatial treasure on the man's body. It was as though the sword

killer. In fact, the fact they could

me to prove his worth. Blah, blah, not just

rebel army was speechless. Was this person issuing a challenge? Or were they acting out a comedy skit? What the hell

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

the point was 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

by those of equivalent status. It was one thing if it was Alexandre who had issued this challenge… But where had this homeless man come from? Who

surprisingly, Leonel held out a hand before Rollan could say anything. He simply walked forward, leaving the immediate protection of his army to stand in

the Swift, I