Dimensional Descent

Chapter 945

Chapter 944 - Best At...

An eruption of fire turned whatever blood and gore there would have been to ash. In that moment, a headless corpse fell to the ground, much of its shoulders and collarbone burnt to black.

Leonel's fingers flickered, causing another pair of metallic leg sleeves to shoot to Little Tolly.

His feet glided past several attacks, his left hand continuously tapping in the air. The speed of his fingers was so fast that concentrated blasts of air would arc downward every time he struck, it was as though he was playing the piano on the back of the wind, his veins pulsing with an undying power.

'[Meteoric Impact].'

Whenever Leonel got even a semblance of breathing room, the rhythmic tapping of his fingers would come to a halt and his spear would pierce out like a spiraling fire dragon, shaking the air and imploding the head of yet another warrior.

Every time one died, another set of metallic leg sleeves would be added to Little Tolly and the rhythmic tapping would grow faster and somehow more controlled and deliberate. The snapping of Leonel's fingers became so fast that the sound barrier began to shatter with every tap. The speed was even beyond what Leonel could casually reach within such a strong world.

Leonel sidestepped, allowing a pike to pass between his ribcage and elbow. He swung his arm down, pinching the polearm onto his body and twisting.

A resounding snap caught the warrior off guard. Before he could realize that Leonel had targeted a weak point in his weapon's craft to shatter it, an elbow glowing with Bronze Runes was already traveling toward his face.

The sickening sound of shattering bone resounded through the already rowdy battlefield.

'[Meteoric Impact].'

that he didn't need to

forehead long before anyone realized what was happening. Then, without even considering the consequences,

BANG!

head of the warrior

to what it usually was wit Leonel's spear, resulting in a tail of

some

instinctually took advantage of

[Harmonic Spear] activating. He stood amidst the flames, allowing them to trickle across his exposed

for how to react. In the blink of an eye, half a dozen fell to Leonel's spear, never to

that shook the skies, his hair and gaze slowly gaining a crimson hue to them. His flames only seemed to become more powerful with

at the air, a ring of fire would spread out from it, turning the lush greenery of

the ground. With just a single look, it was possible to see hundreds of kilograms of Fifth Dimensional Urbe Ore, an amount that was practically a fortune to anyone who

leg sleeves to their fundamental components,

into perfect javelins appeared. They looked like large needles, each three meters long

"[Infernal Cyclone]."

in his hands. Every revolution it completed formed another wheel of

vertical, some horizontal, some diagonal. They ravaged Leonel's surroundings

of

warriors around him. Instead, his spear vanished, his

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