Dimensional Descent

Chapter 909 - Time

An energy Leonel had never sensed before pervaded the air. If he had to describe it, he would say that it felt as though World Force and Universal Force had fused into an all new sort of Force that suddenly gave this Head before him, who was already going to be slightly difficult to deal with, even more strength to work with.

The trouble with Leonel's current level was that he had yet to create or learn Fifth Dimensional techniques that could supplement his raw strength. The only exception to this was [Star Fusion], but he couldn't very well take out his trump card for this battle, right?

Now with the Head suddenly bringing out his full power, feeling the threat of Leonel, this would be troublesome indeed.

At that moment, the countless layers of wooden vines around Leonel suddenly began to rise up and fuse into one. The odd Force grew into a tempest, even faintly suppressing Leonel's own aura to the point he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

In one moment, Leonel was jumping through an obstacle course of tree roots. In the next, a large palm formed of wood suddenly blotted out the sky.

It was ten meters from palm to tip and was constructed of numerous overlapping vines. Just the momentum of its downward swing alone made it feel as though the air around Leonel was solidifying, the harsh whistling and whining grating on the ears.

It felt to anyone observing that the moment the palm fell, everything beneath it would be eradicated. But, what was most shocking to Leonel was that he found his Force being restricted as though he had suddenly stepped into a higher Dimensional world. Even his Spatial Force didn't seem to want to allow him to dodge out of the way.

How could Leonel not be shocked? He had never heard of such a Force before, and he had definitely not expected someone like the Head of Misty Woods to have access to it.

The Head continues to hold out his palms, his face the picture of piety and reverence. It was like he could almost feel his Goddess embracing him, like he could sense the touch of her lips to his forehead. For her, he would do anything.

bound and his wooden spear refused to listen to him. It was clear that his

his head. He had a feeling that if it was Amery, even a Seventh Dimensional Wood Elemental Force user wouldn't be able to

have been more common. With a simple knife, he could easily carve one far better. But, Leonel still felt like this was

for sharpening? Or is it more than that? If it's

Dreamscape began sparking, but what was especially curious was the fact the sparks were trying to connect his Spear Force, his Mage Arts… and the Head of Misty Woods' odd Force? What could possibly

actually absentminded in battle,

this point, the palm was only five meters above Leonel's head. Depending on the angle, it seemed that he had already been engulfed. There was already

almost threatening to fly from his scalp. Even keeping his eyes open at this moment was a difficult

on his face. For a moment, the winds around

'[Meteoric Impact].'

piercing strike upward, its

blade met the palm of wood, the world went silent for a moment. And then, it

BANG!

the air like a crimson cone. It blasted a whole through the palm so wide that Leonel's figure was completely unharmed when the rest

vanished in an

of Misty Woods' technique, threatening

appeared before Leonel, his four meter long blade descending from the skies with

men and women of Rusted Blade all used blunt weapons. Their mantra focused on power. They didn't care if