Dimensional Descent

For a moment, Leonel's slow and deliberate breaths became the only sound in the loading lobby. That attack just now was simply too shocking. They all felt that if they entered even the general vicinity of it, they would have been torn to shreds. At this point, they could only be happy that the Radiant Core was only the size of a palm. If it was any larger and retained the ability to send Force, especially sharp Level Two Force, into a wild spin like that… There was no telling the kind of devastation that Leonel could cause.

As for Dycon and the members of the Radix family, their level of shock was even beyond the Midas.

If it was the other regions of the Fort, they might still be able to accept it. However, beneath the thick metal flooring, there was a highly compressed Fifth Dimensional metal, processed via a special technique. The result was a metal alloy only marginally weaker than true Sixth Dimensional metals.

Though Dycon had roared out to stop Leonel, that was only meant to be a diversion tactic. He had, in fact, wanted Leonel to go all out. In the worst case for Leonel, he would end up killing himself. Even in the best case, his weapon should have been shattered and he should have suffered some terrible backlash. By then, the battle would be over. Of course, in the latter case, Dycon had no idea just how many Quasi Silver spears Leonel had in his possession.

However, the result was completely unlike anything Dycon had guessed and he couldn't wrap his head around why. Even though that attack was powerful, it shouldn't be Sixth Dimension powerful. Just what was going on?

'Earth affinity…?'

Dycon was formulating a thought in his mind but, unfortunately for him, he wouldn't have the breathing room to finish it.

Leonel took one final breath, his wrist turning slightly. A whirring sound manifested as the Radiant Core moved about his spear tip. Every time it shifted, a heat wave would spread and the smell of danger would linger in the air.

can end this." Leonel

it took to send just a single person after another

had still yet to be removed. In fact, his feet were followed

whistled beneath his might, the ball of steel following the arc of his kick. It was clear

on indifferently, his hand slowly

'[Valiant Seal].'

ground. In fact, the root of these pillars were the very same near Sixth Dimensional metals Dycon had been so confident in. From the moment Leonel had drilled through it, he had already begun to take control. By the time Dynmo attacked, he had already been circulating the Force Art for Valiant Seal

BANG!

'I see…'

ripples through the sheet of dense Spatial Force. He seemed

Force Art. Leonel had leaned in far too much on the Spatial Element as it was the most prominent feature of the technique, but the truth was that both Elements were equally important, only then could the Artistic Conception be

mostly due to circumstance, Leonel was always conjuring his [Valiant Seal] in the air and some times he wouldn't even use the Earth Element at all. It was only this moment when Leonel finally properly infused the pillars into the ground as they were meant to be used

he was worried about the fluctuations in space caused by the Fort's Force Art. But now he realized that his [Valiant Seal] was the perfect counter

over once again. As he had already said… It