Dimensional Descent

Rotsan's smiling expression became even, a murderous aura coming off of him before the smile returned. This time, however, it seemed particularly bloody despite not having the slightest tinge of red associated with it.

"What did you just say to me?"

The aura of a Quasi Sixth Dimensional existence rose into the skies, rippling waves of earth spreading outward, threatening to send the youths before him flying into the distance.

He had decided, he would thoroughly humiliate them all. Only then would he kill half and send the other half crawling back to Earth. Who did they think they were to challenge the dignity of a Sixth Dimensional world?

Those within higher Dimensions were the Gods of those below. This wasn't a simple barrier separating people, it might as well have been a chasm separating species. If you were from a lower Dimension, you were nothing more than an ant. This was the way of the Dimensional Verse. The idea of a Fifth Dimensional world challenging the authority of a Sixth Dimensional one… was unheard of.

And Rotsan would make sure that it remained that way. After this day, Earth wouldn't dare to raise its head up again.

"Noah." Leonel spoke just as lightly, his hair and clothing billowing beneath Rotsan's strength.

"Yes."

"I'm going to kill him."

"Okay."

Leonel's foot raised. Just when it began to descend, he vanished, crossing the already short distance between him and Rotsan.

…

Up above, the Heads were speechless before Belize erupted into laughter.

things easier. Now no one can say we bullied the weak, it's clear these fools

in their eyes painted a picture that couldn't have been more

…

his twin bladed spear sweeping through the air with an eerily silent momentum. It was as though everywhere it passed by, it would be spliced

strike, and it somewhat surprised him. But, it was nowhere near enough to force him into

gaze narrow. For Rotsan to take out his Radix Cube to face a junior, this was definitely out of their expectations. It was clear that they might have miscalculated

felt that this was good. If Rotsan wasn't underestimating his

fit it. He struck out toward Leonel's strike, but what

'Four Seasons.'

BANG!

Rotating artistic conceptions fused and defused around Leonel, each forming a gorgeous image

'Summer. Radiant Core.'

core of silver-red less than a quarter the size of Leonel's head forming. It appeared between Leonel's spear blade and Rotsan's bronze palm, leaving a sickening crunching sound

and heat searing his skin to it. In the

mind going blank. This was his Radix Cube! How could it possibly be so

at that moment that Rotsan noticed the weapon in Leonel's hand. As a Force Crafter, it only

'Quasi Silver?!'

time to think when he realized that

had appeared with his enormous saber. It rested on his shoulder, his gaze remaining just as placid as

of Universal Force surged out of him, the skies beginning to twinkle with flashing meteors, radiant moons, gorgeous

the skies, the other was a paradise of the Earth. A clash of the greater Dimensional Verse and the simplicity of the Seasons. It was the kind of gorgeous painting that deserved

Noah swung down.

his resounded like rumbling mountains. The air quaked and the ground beneath his