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.

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

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

their current number would fall. There weren't many clergymen of the Evergreen Goddess in general. The more people there were, the less Evergreen Force there would be to pass around, so religions tended to have small numbers

was precious and the loss of too many would result in an overall weakening of the faith. If Ieme failed to protect his people, let alone being promoted, he would likely be

would have

the surroundings surging toward him. The illusory image of a lotus formed of several wooden hands began to shimmer into existence. However, it

Force surging out from their shrine and toward

speed never slowed. However, he wasn't the first

their organized formation caused by the rain of arrows, two daggers flipped about his fingers and palms as he

so immaculate that the spray of blood was heavily delayed. Sometimes, even long after falling to the surface of the water, the corpses

'Interesting…'

stop the preparation of the Three and Four-Layered Hands because he somewhat felt that it was impossible to do so. Instead, then, it was better to whittle down whatever resistance there

head at a minimum. It was as though whatever location he wanted

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

Runes raced across his skin and a silver armor

Hand just as the remaining seven

one of unwillingness and