Dimensional Descent
Chapter 771
Chapter 770 - Eternal
Normand crashed into Leonel's body, impaling himself further. However, Leonel didn't move an inch. As though a steady mountain that had stood since an ancient era, he remained unmoving even as Normand's chin fell over his shoulder.
Normand sputtered, his mouth, already leaking with blood, suddenly beginning to flow with it. The tears that fell down his face only seemed to make the crimson stream down faster, sapping away the heaviness of his life's blood and washing it away as though it was meaningless.
A light chuckle left Normand's lips, his raised sword slowly falling to the side. He no longer had the strength to hold it up. Even now, the only reason he could continue to stand on his feet was because of Leonel's spear and shoulder.
"… How… pathetic…" He coughed violently, shards of flesh flying from his mouth and coating Leonel's back as though to mark him for a lifetime.
"… I… Normand the… Swift… Lost because… I tripped…"
He found it hysterical.
He could see through the difficulty in doing such a thing to him. The location of the change to the earth had to be precisely chosen, it had to be well hidden, and it had to be perfectly timed.
At the speed he was going at, his feet hardly touched the ground even once in tens of meters and the intervals weren't even evenly spaced. Depending on the attacks he chose, the acceleration or deceleration he could choose mid combat, any number of changes could occur.
At his speed, any one of those changes could cause deviations of several meters. Yet, Leonel still chose the precise point where his toes would strike the ground, causing the greatest amount of devastation to him.
He understood all of this well. To be a Pure Speedster, he had to have a thinking speed that could keep up with his legs. However, he still found it all to be hysterical. If he had the energy to laugh into the skies, he would do it.
Normand's mouth sputtered with another mouthful of blood, this time completely drenching Leonel's back through.
For the battle…" He said
eyes dimmed, his body going completely
for a long while, his spear still running through
he could feel it. He could feel the light smile on Normand's face, that satisfied upturn of his lip,
finally died on his own terms. Not in a cell surrounded by rotting mold or scurrying rats, but on the battlefield
rang over the
the cheering one would expect to hear after a successfully won challenge… None
unwillingness that
Brother… The Light called me Friend… The Gods tried to Strike me down… But
Eternal.
as he slowly lowered Normand to
closed the lids of his eyes with two fingers, uncaring as the tips of his
the distance. There, there was
grey, was immaculately well kempt. Even as it shifted in the wind, whether it was his short hair or his partially greying beard, not
of a golden dragon. His crown sat upon his head, completely straight. It seemed to connect him to the skies above… Even as his robes fluttered and his hair shifted, this was
King of a Nation that had lost almost all his land, he didn't seem angry, nor saddened, nor
better, one would think that he was a deity, observing the work of his creation as though it was passive, middling entertainment rather than
any debasing snicker, any
now, his lip was curled into that very smile Leonel had imagined. He was unmoved by
to his feet, Leonel's palm flipped over, a glistening, double bladed, silver spear appearing in his
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