Dimensional Descent

The pain was like a shock through Leonel's system. It felt as though his entire arm had been dipped into a vat of lava. Even the smallest twitch sent signals that felt like arm thick strikes of lightning right to his mind.

Silam, who had casually thrown his dagger over as a test, was now rightfully assured and his words enlightened the others. So long as they were facing directly in front or directly behind the path Leonel was taking, it would simply be impossible for his Domain to be of any use.

Leonel coughed up a mouthful of blood, but there wasn't any time for leisure. The five Heads had already moved.

Leonel's steps shifted, his body falling out of the way of a swing of Silam's tail. The sound of whistling wind shot over his head even as Siris swung in his direction with his new bronzed fist.

Leonel rolled to the side, his palm latching onto the dagger stuck in his shoulder, having had no choice but to put his spear away to do so. His left arm couldn't move at all and his right hand pulled at the dagger, the searing pain racking his body.

Silam didn't say anything toward this, but his gaze twinkled.

In that moment, Leonel felt as though tendrils of darkness had drilled their way into his body, anchoring the dagger within him. They reached outward, drilling through his flesh and squirming toward his heart. The feeling was both the most disgusting and the most painful thing that Leonel had ever experienced in his life.

'His body…' Silam's irises flashed.

Using such a technique against a Fifth Dimensional existence should have meant an instant death. But, Silam had actually already used more strength than he would have to even against some Sixth Dimensional existences and yet he was still several seconds away from Leonel's heart.

this made Silam almost miss something that

Where was the scream?

cold. A murky crimson crept through his irises, mixing with the original pale violet. He felt absolutely furious at this

opportunity. Her whip reacted in kind, tearing a

didn't move. Or rather, it seemed like

and shattering the sleeve of his armor into tiny little pieces. In the blink of an eye, all that was left behind was a beaten and bruised arm covered in Bronze Runes that had lost

most definitely not his forte. Seeing how easily Leonel dodged his earlier Fist Force and seeing

found four Radiant Cores blocking

what had happened earlier weighed on Siris' heart. He retreated explosively, but Leonel didn't dare to allow his Radiant Cores to travel too

bruised right arm. A surge of Vital Star Force returned, pouring into his pores from the Segmented

arm flipped over, revealing a

unleashed it with all his might. The streak of silver light

a pool of water, appearing even further away than last

had just healed himself using the energy coming from it. If not for the fact his dagger was slowly digging toward Leonel's heart, maybe that injury would have been dealt with already as

in the gap of the encirclement that Deloris' retreat caused, Leonel's body alternated between a mad sprint and several

but he was supremely confident in these short spurts and so long as he could

had done little to nothing since

instant he did so, Leonel's expression changed and he came to