Dimensional Descent

The rage of the clergymen was practically palpable. As much as they were infuriated that someone had killed their fellow Brothers and Sisters, they were even more infuriated that this individual had actually destroyed the seal of their Goddess.

Ieme was especially furious. The more Three-Layered Hands that died, the more likely it was that he would be punished and the less likelihood he would have at defending a position on this world. This Leonel had to die!

Ieme roared, his lotus finally completely forming. However, compared to the others, there was a clear and striking difference.

His own pumped with veins of gold, giving the wood a more ancient and dignified character. Just the pressure it exuded alone was enough to dwarf the other lotuses entirely.

Whether it was One or Three-Layered Hands, all of them fell into the category of Junior Clergymen. However, upon stepping into the Four-Layered Hand ranking, Ieme officially became a Senior Clergymen. His power was on a completely different level compared to the others.

However, just as his confidence was hitting a peak, he was immediately shocked to find that Leonel had appeared before him. It was as though Leonel was waiting for the perfect time to come. Knowing that it was impossible to stop Ieme, he instead chose to come right this moment before he could even think of targeting the others.

"Leave it to us, Cap!"

By the time Leonel appeared before Ieme, there were exactly eight of the twelve Three-Layered Hands left. It was clear that this was by no measure a coincidence.

"CHARGE!"

The moment he did, the silver wings of the half dozen boats in the distance split, revealing a flood of warriors. Though they weren't the

timing was

clergymen had their hands full with dealing with the nine of them, causing the formation to scatter and weaken. Just when they thought they would finally have some relief as they became occupied by their Three-Layered Hands,

had already killed all of the Fifth Dimensional existences beneath the Three-Layered Hand rank, leaving them not only outnumbered, but without even

They were finished.

pulsed with rage as several wooden palms

he calmly dodged. 'It isn't just that this is more powerful, there's a certain character to it as well… It feel a lot like the artistic conceptions that I've been

an understanding. 'If things are like this,

he did normally, he allowed them to swarm him. Very

was trying to do, but in battle, second guessing yourself when there was a

water below, beginning to wind and intertwine about each other, forming

'[Evergreen Style: Creaking Wood].'

from the center of the lotus. It rotated about, its sudden action causing the trap Ieme

much larger and far more elaborate than the others descended with an unprecedented momentum. The waters beneath Leonel's feet had already split apart long before it reached even ten meters above him, displaying its power

there was no escape to the right

beneath Leonel's feet began to sizzle, his gaze flashing with a slight

be even more after even

he didn't do