Dimensional Descent

Spear and great swords met in an endless torrent of attacks. Every collision caused shards of whistling wind to fly out in all directions. It was the kind of display of power that made one cringe and turn your head away, worried that their bodies wouldn't be able to handle what came next and find itself bent awkwardly and out of shape.

However, the wild grins on both of their faces seemed to paint a different picture entirely. They were completely relentless, even when they were pushed to the ground, they sprung back up like springs, already prepared for the next ten exchanges.

BANG!

The two were forcefully separated, finding themselves on opposite sides of the arena. Their breathing was even and deep, the thumping of their hearts and the rushing of their blood booming like drums and falling like waterfalls.

Myghell exhaled a deep breath, a fog rising up from his swords as though they were being seared with heat.

"Dying Embers of Dusk."

The four cycles came together. Without even stepping into the Sixth Dimension, Myghell had actually comprehended the entirety of the Natural Light Realm.

The glow in Leonel's gaze intensified. The strength of one, two or three facets of a Universal Cycle was absolutely nothing compared to when they were deployed all at once. Only upon doing so would the true strength of Universal Force shine through.

The Only Light of Night. Blazing Dawn. Dauntless Day. Dying Embers of Dusk.

The cycle of Day, Night, Dawn and Dusk rotated about the skies, the center of the world being Myghell himself.

Leonel exhaled his own breath. He hadn't even bothered to bring out his Four Seasons comprehension. Because it was True State, it could probably match one stage above, but two was too large of a gap to bridge. If he brought it out now, he would only end up countered and put himself on the back foot.

more cards than he had

Cleanse Trial Zone, Leonel had formed three forms of , not just one. The issue was that the amount of Vital Star Force he had was so small to begin with that

Leonel had left the trial world with had been taken away by the Segmented Cube. Of course, it was vital to saving his life and making

Vital Force just for a few minutes of usage… At least, that was the case in a weak

it a pinnacle Sixth Dimensional world, it was perfectly chosen

case, wasn't it

stage of Star Fusion was . The second stage,

his eyes pulsing as the blue about him became a

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howled into the skies. His own cry

seemed to spring to life, a pair of wings that stretched outward for ten meters each appearing to his back and his body being covered in delicate white gold scales, each etched with golden runes and shaped like small, miniature

Leonel's head seemed to make his hair turn scarlet and lengthen, snaking out in all directions like wild hydras

the air around him shattered like glass, the ground splintering like an egg shell and the howling call of his roar

the blink of an eye, but the latter had already swung down one of his great swords, the power behind it carrying with it

BANG!

erupted into a flurry of

invulnerable, even in the rare instances where he suffered an injury, it closed so fast that it felt as though

Gem Force and relentless attacks backing his domineering nature. He fought nothing like a Luxnix. There wasn't the slightest bit about him that was elegant or refined, not the slightest hint of what it meant to embody purity was on his mind. All he cared about was being the best, his arrogance prepared to make even the darkness of night and the

all across the arena in a way that was almost impossible to follow. The crowd found their head

endless torrent of pierces. His speed was so blinding that it felt as

side, brutishly slapping Leonel's