Dimensional Descent

In that moment, Ranker 302 fell backward and collapsed, the Rankers around her still not having registered exactly what happened. It had all happened so fast that it was all still not computing. She had only just released her arrow, but in the next moment, she had a hole through her chest.

Ranker 302 gasped for air, but her attempts all came out in gurgles as the viscous liquid filled her lungs.

"Dammit. Someone heal her. This son of a bitch…"

They were still ultimately the healing branch of the family, and the best among the Healing Arm at that. However, when they bent down to help their fellow Ranker, their expressions couldn't help but change.

A violent aura of destruction ate at her wounds. As though a fire had started, her skin was slowly being burnt away. If things continued like this and the corrosion made it to her heart, she might really die.

Reacting quickly, a young man, Ranker 239, brandished his sword, cutting away the flesh that was being eaten away at. Only after doing this was the healing process able to continue. Unfortunately, they didn't have the ability to regrow limbs and too much of her arm had been destroyed. But, she would still have a chance in the future so long as she continued down this path and awakened her Healing Branch. With [Instant Recovery], she would be able to make her body whole again.

"There's something wrong with this Light Force." Ranker 239 spoke. "It has the speed of Snow Force, but Snow Force doesn't have these corrosive properties. It simply doesn't make any sense."

"If Becqa was taken out so quickly, we'd be going over there just to die. The top 100 need to move out."

standing atop a tall community building. When they received the second signal, they had thought the Division Heads were too useless and Becqa even bet that she could take out the enemy with a single arrow. Just

reason to their opinions. Some thought that it would at least take Becqa three

would end up in such a state barely a split moment after the twang of the bow reached their

much commotion. If I'm correct, everyone in at least a 50 kilometer radius felt that. If they didn't take it seriously

until now, Ranker 129, looked into the distance with narrowed

"They're already here."

or stamina to sustain his Internal Sight to a two kilometer range. He had dealt with Becqa using the

…

fog violently dispersed as though a speeding bullet train had just run through it, the clouds

the lush and vibrant lands of the Luxnix were slowly being corrupted one step

before Leonel, completely unable to move. Just the slightest breath from them imprinted every one of their broken bones into their minds, as though countless needles were being pierced through their

sudden. Though Leonel didn't turn his back to where it was

battlefield. Some were alone, but many more were in groups of two or three. Judging by the smiles on their faces and their casual attitudes, they hadn't been doing anything very

and yet within these many groups he was currently observing, even the best of them were only Tier 6 or 7. Some of the worst off were only Tier 3 or 4. And

pressure they gave off versus that of their Division Heads

the range of his Internal Sight and he no longer needed to rely on