Dimensional Descent

The third teammate's gaze turned steely. Regardless of the situation, he was still a genius in his own right and the weight of a Golden Token wielder this year was far heavier than it had been in previous years. As far as he was concerned, they had underestimated Leonel, but they wouldn't continue to do so.

Setting his teammate down, he immediately flipped his palms to reveal a twin pair of short sabers. With a step, his figure flickered and vanished, appearing before Leonel with a wind.

It only took a glance for Leonel to pick out several things. A strong Wind and Dark Elemental affinity, Level Two Saber Force, Tier 9 strength, and what seemed to be either a Lineage Factor or Ability Index capable of making his presence fade. That matched with a top level Fifth Dimensional movement technique and it felt like he had truly disappeared.

Just this alone made the difference between these enemies and the ones Leonel had previously faced all too obvious. Just a random young man actually had so much Talent. Leonel would often not run into an individual with even one of these talents, let alone all of them.

The young man was right to be confident in himself. His blades flickered through the fog, jetting toward Leonel's throat like twin pincers, ready to sever his head from his shoulders.

BANG!

The young man suddenly found himself in a daze, his brain rattling in his skull and his jaw feeling like it might shatter as a strong upward pressure shot into it from below. It took him several moments for him to realize that Leonel's heel was blasting his head upward, his sabers just inches from the latter's neck and yet feeling like a world away.

The young man couldn't wrap his head around how Leonel had grasped such impeccable timing. No, how had Leonel even been so fast? How had he been so confident?

Leonel's legs formed a perfect split in the air, his heel driving up through the young man's jaw with such fierceness that the latter's feet lifted off the ground, sending him spiraling into the foggy skies like a rocket.

young man tried to reach out with the last reserves of his strength to close the final distance. But, his

CRACK!

structural integrity the young man's jawline had left crumbled. A muffled cry tried to leave his lips but ended up dwarfed by a mouthful of

SHUUU!

dense crimson around him and the subtle red-gold of his veins becoming more

completely. And, maybe for him this was for the best. The pain of having half your face shattered

rhythm. He didn't even seem to

this all?... How

his mistake for still unleash everything, he hadn't even held back his Ability

Index as well. Wise Star Order had told him that this was the only way to stop the restrictive ability Anarchic Force had on his Dream

same mundane nonsense he was used to. Was this really the pinnacle of the

before separating from

can

toward him. Then, his flicked he wrist toward Aina and let

youths shattered. However, Aina's color still seemed to be gold without

that go right or left will eventually find themselves in a fight. You can either go