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!

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

continued to stand before the army, his

suddenly began to appear out of the blazing fires as though they weren't there to

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 looked both groggy

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

over the rocks before dropping down awkwardly before the

crackles and pops that sounded from his action

alone seemed to make those of the army take this

hair back and spitting at the ground

they had been observing him from beginning to end, no one had been able to pick up on its

was as simple as a spatial ring, they obviously wouldn't react like this. But, there was not a single spatial treasure on

fact, the fact they could think

Blah, blah, your General is weak, he should fight me to prove his worth. Blah, blah, not just

a challenge? Or were they acting out a comedy skit? What

sat on his horse not far from Leonel's back, also frowned. Challenges were rare on the battlefield but not to the point that they never happened.

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

Alexandre who had issued this challenge… But where had this homeless man

say anything. He simply walked forward, leaving the immediate

Swift, I