Dimensional Descent

BANG!

The first line of defense crumbled, clearing the forest of trees to reveal a mighty metal fortress. With every step Leonel took forward, a silver armor slowly manifested, following the upward trajectory of his Bronze Halo and coating his body one inch at a time.

The instant the last of Leonel's hair vanished beneath the helmet of silver, a flourishing spatial Domain swept over the surroundings. Right then, it felt to all those in the surrounding several kilometer radius that every effort to move took twice the speed, twice the power, twice the will.

On the top of the enormous bronze metal fortress, several ballistae aimed for Leonel, each controlled by an individual. Though the Radix and Midas hadn't thought that anyone would attack them so blatantly, that didn't mean that they weren't ready. Even as Leonel's domain fell, they reacted quickly.

The arms of the marksmen bulged and pulsed as they swung the huge machinery toward Leonel. Their blood pumped and veins threatened to burst along their foreheads. They were strong men and women to begin with, but the abilities of Leonel's Divine Armor made it feel like they were toddlers trying to pick up something heavy.

Leonel's steps didn't slow.

The looming metal gates made him sigh inwardly. He had already expected that he wasn't the only one capable of quickly building up a fortress, so that wasn't what made him react this way.

These individuals came from their worlds to claim a piece of Earth for themselves. In doing so, the first thing they did was destroy the land.

Leonel could tell at a single glance what had happened. They had dug out the soil for more than a hundred meters, destroying nutrients that had taken thousands of years to build up. They filled that hole with all sorts of metals and stone to build the foundation of their behemoth-like fortress. They shredded the trees, chased away the animals, and completely upturned the balance of the nature.

a single

BANG!

time, tens of ballistae sent violent beams of energy, drawing a line through the land where Leonel had just been. The massive arrow heads dug deep into the rich soil, causing an eruption of it to be thrust into the

simply too perfect. By the time the marksmen

air, sparkling fountains of crimson

the Fortress, his armor releasing gentle

"SPACE ELEMENTAL MASTER!"

weight of such words were heavy to the greater Dimensional Verse. The rarity of such existences couldn't be understated

most, but Leonel's Internal Sight had already been placed on high alert. The moment things began to change, he sensed the shift of Force and realized that it was

faster. His twin bladed spear had already appeared in his palms, the gaze beneath his visor having touched upon a startling coldness. He no longer saw

flying across the ramparts. Under a combination of his strength and his metal control, the heft of the projectile system

he

a door that led down into the

is definitely a Spatial Type array. The formation should cover the entire Fort and disrupt Spatial Force. It will make it difficult to

through the door. His spear swept forward without regard for the low ceilings and the narrow walls. The blade was so

flew and body part that was severed, another deep gash appeared on the thick metal walls. In fact, sometimes Leonel's movement was so quick that he would have taken