Dimensional Descent

Leonel looked like an artillery unit, if artillery units came with one arm and humanoid forms, that is.

His entire body was strapped in countless daggers and needles. Just a cursory glance put the numbers well into the hundreds. They wrapped around his torso, his groin, his thighs, his calves, his ankles, even his neck! The only part of him that wasn't swamped was his left arm.

As though this wasn't enough, ten enormous javelin containers crashed into the ground, each easily over three meters tall and the javelins within them being even taller.

This was enough to make the crowd raise an eyebrow, but it was like Leonel wasn't satisfied with making a fool of himself only this much.

On the ground around him, several round shields lay.

"Is the Littlest Nova of the Morales family a tortoise or something?"

The individual who spoke was a prominent member of the sword factions, clearly uncaring about offending the Morales family. Plus, with Velasco gone, what did he have to fear?

A sputtering of laughter followed his comments. No matter how you looked at it, Leonel feared for his life so much that he had drowned himself in weapons he wouldn't even be able to use to their fullest potential.

Cross referencing his current appearance with all of the most successful individuals of the past, then seeing how each of Aina and Amery only had a single weapon each, it only made him look all the more pathetic.

Amery wielded a single wooden sword, just like he always did.

Ain wielded a single battle ax with a polearm taller than even her own body.

None of them even bothered to wear any armor. But then there was Leonel who would have probably drowned his face in weapons if he got the chance to do so.

"You've missed the big picture, Olfin."

"Oh? Enlighten me."

even tell the difference between a spear and

It was as though they were venting all the stifling frustration Velasco had left them with. In just these few hours alone, the head butting between the sword and spear

Leonel was doing. What did a Morales need so many daggers and needles for?! And could he really not tell the

lighter, had smaller heads, and were designed to balance in the air. A true spearman should be able to tell the difference with

so many shields will help him, he's already a lost cause. Look at him, he hasn't even opened his eyes yet and the simulation is already about to

ring, but in the skies, Cornelius stood with his arms crossed. His mind flashed with images he had seen just

was a bit confused.

…

remained closed, his mind entering a state of

perfect replica of his current state reflected in his mind.

fly about within Leonel's Dream World, building

effective range, hardness, sharpness, even how well they accepted the flow of Force, everything was labeled

eyes opened, a deep sharpness split the space before them in two. At the very same instant, whether by coincidence or not, the growing peanut gallery surrounding the tower fell into

deep fog around

if his right arm was useless. Today, he'd be sure to ploy

him. It was the only one that didn't have

and a half wide and three meters tall. It had an intricate design and Force Art on its face, but it was ultimately just a Fourth Dimensional product, as

chose them. These

shield, it rose high into the air, soaring three meters up

scattered around him shot forward, scooping up the ten javelin containers and raising them

the first floor continue. And then, they

lumber and yet had speed that could rarely be matched

lights. Even

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beast horde on the first