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!

had never been opened to them incinerated to ash. A City they hadn't been deemed worthy to step foot

He continued to stand before the

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

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.

were no anti siege tactics prepared by The Capital

the rocks before dropping down awkwardly before the

though he had spent far too long sitting. The crackles and pops that sounded from his

the army take

hair back and

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

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

a lady killer. In fact, the fact they could think this at all could only mean that the dirt and grime

name is Normand. Blah, blah, your General is weak, he should fight me to prove his worth. Blah, blah, not just anyone is worthy to fight my lovable bastard of a King… You get the

person issuing a challenge? Or were they acting out a comedy

also frowned. Challenges were rare on the battlefield but not to the

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 of

who had issued this challenge… But where had this homeless man come from? Who

hand before Rollan could say anything. He simply

the Swift, I