Dimensional Descent
Chapter 775
Leonel's cold and calculating eyes watched as this golden fist bore down on him.
As though it was still being constantly fueled by the energies of the world, it continued to expand in size. From matching Alexandre's fist, it was soon larger than even Leonel's body, wanting to crush him into minced meat.
Leonel didn't seem to realize that this fist was meant for him. He remained unmoving, his spear being held between his fingers and thumb as though it was as light as a feather.
In his mind, thoughts of Normand continued to surface… The pain of the commoners, the nightmare of the nobles… All the pains and atrocities this man had committed in the name of maintaining his power and strength.
Leonl found that there were too many people like this in the world. It was just that not all of them had the power Alexandre had.
It was as though a cancer had been brewing in the Dimensional Verse for millennia, but not a single person had been able to do a thing about it.
Those that were at the bottom simply suffered in silence. Those at the top perpetuated it to hold onto their power. Those that managed to raise up from the former and enter the ranks of the latter believed that their hard work gave them the right to do as they pleased.
Maybe the third group of people was the worst. They had perspectives on both sides, and yet they chose to maintain the status quo, saying garbage like those at the bottom should just work harder as though they had a monopoly on what it meant to put in effort.
Such people completely forgot about what help they might have received, what luck they might have stumbled into, what aid someone else had given them… Once they succeeded, nothing else mattered to them than to make sure others knew they reached their goals while you didn't because you didn't work hard enough.
And then there was this Alexandre. He was already at the top of this world, but Leonel could see the ambition in his eye. It couldn't have been more obvious.
This 'king' had already been lucky, being born into royalty in the first place. Now whatever card he had up his sleeve that made him so confident that he could face the whole of the Dimensional Verse… Do you think that he felt he was lucky to stumble into such an opportunity too?
No. He probably thought that he was destined for such a fate. That it was his 'hard work' that put him in position to benefit from such a boon. That he 'deserved' it.
the very pits
he was worth more? Just look at his talent, just look
this was never how Leonel
his talent give him more worth than
be born to a father from the Seventh Dimension. He had been lucky to be born to a talented mother who could catch such
any of this? He
anything. And, neither did this false king
sense of worth, all because they were born with
Leonel hated them all.
been able to put his thoughts together so clearly, to understand what it is that sickened him
at the bottom to rise up. It would require those who understood the plight of those lesser than them, those were deemed lucky enough to win the Dimensional Verse's lottery, who would have to choose
now. In this world. Leonel chose to do
dense black energy coated Leonel's spear. Its presence alone made space quake, the fabric of reality
rose his arm into
silence reigned, Alexandre's roar coming to a deathly
splintering the massive golden fist
forward, his body vanishing only
The greatest
cared? That was only the Apex in this false king's small world view. Leonel would show him the view of a person far luckier than he was… He would show him
"Die." Leonel said coldly.
fist forward, still believing in his barrier. But,
crossed Alexandre's defenses, appearing
into the traps
Update Chapter 775 of Dimensional Descent by Awespec
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