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.

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

the look in their eyes painted a picture that

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 into

strength behind Leonel's strike, and it somewhat surprised him. But, it

to take out his Radix Cube to face a junior, this was

this was good. If Rotsan wasn't underestimating

struck out toward Leonel's strike,

'Four Seasons.'

BANG!

artistic conceptions fused and defused around Leonel, each forming

'Summer. Radiant Core.'

shifted and grew brighter, a singular 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

even worse, there was a strong radiation and heat searing his skin to

his Radix Cube! How could it possibly be so fragile? It was designed for

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

'Quasi Silver?!'

to think when he realized that someone was actually

had appeared with his enormous saber. It rested on his shoulder,

beginning to twinkle with flashing

and Noah split the battlefield in two. On side was a paradise of the skies, the other was a paradise of the Earth. A clash of the greater Dimensional Verse and the simplicity of the Seasons.

Noah swung down.

like rumbling mountains. The air quaked and

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