Dimensional Descent

Ieme was almost shocked into complete inaction.

Slicing apart the wooden shield was one matter. However, bisecting a ship designed to weather the dangers of space was a completely different matter entirely.

This ship was designed to handle the extreme temperatures of stars, withstand the barrage of an asteroid belt with a One Star Disaster Rating, and even capable of surviving a sudden change in Fold of Reality. It could be said that spaceships were designed to be among the sturdiest builds in the whole of the Dimensional Verse, which was why it was especially insane that Leonel escape Planet Vincero with one he personally designed.

And yet, with a single stroke of two fingers, this ship was cut in two. How could Ieme not be shocked?

'How could he possibly be so powerful?!'

Ieme's mind spun, realizing that the situation was most definitely not good. Facing an enemy with such a strong offensive output even without relying on a weapon was among the most dangerous things you could do in the Dimensional Verse.

Understanding the danger they were in, Ieme immediately made a decision.

BANG!

Ieme's palms slammed together, his aura blazing. At just a single glance, it became clear and obvious that he was actually at Tier 7 of the Fifth Dimension. But, as a servant of the Evergreen Goddess, this meant much less than his ranking—Four-Layered Hand.

that he could battle it out and even had a good chance of defeating Leonel. However, even if he did so, it would be

that had come and the rest were Two-Layered or One-Layered. The strength they could display was much less and for most of them, their strength of faith was much weaker than their own strength, as such they relied

of the Evergreen Goddess in general. The more people

loss of too many would result in an overall weakening of the faith. If Ieme failed to protect his people, let alone being

he would have

began to shimmer into existence.

amounts of Evergreen Force surging out from their shrine and toward them. With

wasn't the first

caused by the rain of arrows, two daggers flipped about his fingers and palms

about. The smoothness of his cuts were so immaculate that the spray of blood was heavily delayed. Sometimes, even long after falling to the surface of the water, the corpses were pushed into the distance by the raging tide without

'Interesting…'

impossible to do so. Instead, then, it was better to whittle down whatever resistance there was as much as possible

he

range of Leonel's Spear Force was combined with his marksmanship and calculative abilities, the result was absolutely devastating. Even Leonel himself had underestimated just how powerful this breakthrough in

Runes raced across his skin

appeared before a Three-Layered Hand just as the remaining seven of

react, his head had flown into the air, his last expression being one of unwillingness and shock. Leonel