Dimensional Descent

The appearance of Elthor and his bloodthirsty aura seemed to cause something in the surroundings to shift. Even with how human Elthor's face seemed, his tall and branching white horns stood out like a sore thumb. However, he didn't seem to care about it all in the slightest.

Within the Oryx, there were two things a man could take pride in. The first was their smell. Out of consideration for the humans around him, Elthor had always restrained his own and even masked it quite well. However, this second pride was one thing he had absolutely no intention of hiding.

The mark of an Oryx male, the pride of a Prince of the Oryx Kingdom, his horns.

The stage slowly filled with participants. After the initial shock of Elthor's appearance and his momentum, many calmed. Right now, Elthor was only at Tier 1 of the Fifth Dimension, even a step or two behind a few of Earth's geniuses, let alone those that were here. Even the weakest of the participants were Tier 4 and 5. Elthor quickly fell to the bottom of his bracket.

The greatest shame was that there was no one else of Earth chosen with him. Though the odds were low considering the sheer number of participants, it was now certain that Elthor would be on his own.

"Hey, hey, hey. What exactly are you? Did your mom fuck a deer or something?"

A familiar young man stood forward, curiously observing Elthor from top to bottom. He was none other than 0000001, the archer who acted first.

Being a member of the Arundo family, he was quite confident in himself. Much like every other genius from a family just beneath the heel of the Viola, Montex and Luxnix, they all believed they only needed just a single chance to shoot by them in a single step.

He wasn't the strongest genius of the Arundo, but he was definitely up there. If an equivalent rank was made, he would be like the Rankers of the Luxnix Arms, probably in the top 100. Of course, that was only if the Arundo were taken into consideration. Whether he could replicate such a feat if he was a Luxnix…

you just

Elthor's gaze narrowed.

just above the platform they all stood on. However, if one looked closely, after Osron of the Arundo family spoke these words, the slightest twitch of Elthor's wrist had caused

almost imperceptible that no one noticed, but the Force that coated the blade cut through the stone so smoothly that

he could remember, it had always just been

woman. Though Elthor was birthed with an ability rather than an Innate Node, and the difficulty was lesser as a result, it still wasn't

to blame, it was still a weight he carried with him. It might very well be why he was so independent as a child,

this Osron individual to dare to say such a thing to

final three will make it to the

uncaring for the squabbles of those on the platform. Even though there were just over a hundred on the stage now, he had seen too many die in the Void Palace, all of whom were hundreds of times more

huh? Did that come from the

BANG!

his spot. His enormous saber trailed

already appeared in his hands and two arrows having

as easy as breathing, Osron glided backward as he

former to Osron while they targeted the

voiced complaints, but Orinik turned a blind eye to them all. Hadn't he already said

closing as the white fur of his battle fur advanced and retreated. As