Dimensional Descent

The golden spear hovering before Leonel's forehead suddenly grew a size. A ring of light formed on either side of it, wrapping around Leonel's helmet and forming a crown with a blinding golden spear as its centerpiece.

It and Leonel's bronze halo seemed to resonate, the two vibrating like twin pieces of precious metal.

In that moment, Leonel felt as though his eyes had suddenly opened wide. His Level 2 Spear Force trembled. From a neutral white color, it blossomed forth, suddenly becoming sprinkled with fleck sof gold.

Leonel's gaze became hazy and unfocused, and yet his assault only grew more powerful. If before it had felt like Leonel's spear was a raging flood dragon, at this moment, it truly became one.

Water Force bent to Leonel's will without the slightest inclination of resistance. With every pierce, it would fused with Leonel's King's Might and his Level 2 Spear Force, forming a roaring eastern dragon that made Myghell feel as though he was being pummeled by a mountain.

Myghell sliced down with both his great swords, trying to behead the dragon roaring toward him. But, he suddenly found both his blades being rebounded away as though he had just collided with a blade and not two beast constructs.

SHIING! SHIING!

Leonel suddenly found that he could only use twice, but he didn't even blink a single eye.

His movements flowed seamlessly from one motion to the next. Whereas his spearmanship in the past had felt like a disjointed union of powerful individual moves, his calculative mind and skill seemed to have finally fused into one.

strike was like a fork of pieces on the board, one of which Myghell would have no choice but to sacrifice to

to describe. It felt as though all those spectating had been transported to another world, only to experience

recovered from Leonel's sudden and enormous leap in strength as only

"COME ON!"

spear howled, the ring on his finger flickering with an

would travel through the latter's body, jetting

for his tough elephant skin and its superiority in Dimension, he would have long since been littered with holes. And yet, his laughter only became more resounding,

BANG! BANG! BANG!

following its trajectory. Every time it did, he

trickling and jetting blood. Three large dents appeared in

mask, Leonel's breath heaved, his face drenched in sweat. He was already nearing his limits before he put on his Divine Armor, but now he was only approaching them all the more. Even the ice cool nature of it couldn't seem to stop his body

Node…? He never thought of using it

if it was with Myghell. Leonel had no need to prove himself to them as he had the backing of both his mother and Wise Star Order, however, with

he cared to use it or not was none of the business of the Luxnix. But, right

them just how wrong they

the last bit of Vital Star Force he

'!'

Myghell was truly frozen in place, shards of what looked like broken glass surrounding his body and his swords to the point he was completely unable