Dimensional Descent

Leonel's sharp eyes seemed to pierce through everything. Every time he threw, three would die, his Bow Force leaving blazing trailed through the black and foggy skies.

He soared through the skies, his javelin containers following in his wake.

The Chasm Fire Lions opened their mouths, sending beams of black fire shooting for Leonel. However, as though he couldn't see them at all.

His right foot stepped forward, his left arm shooting forward once again.

The needles whizzed by, bypassing the arc of flames that seemed to appear before Leonel in the blink of an eye.

Leonel didn't elevate too high off the ground. The moment he tried to, he felt a strong pressure. It was clear that the Void Trials wouldn't allow him to just easily cheat his way to victory by plucking them off from above.

In real life, just flying into the skies wouldn't be convenient. The air often had even more savage and primal enemies waiting.

Due to this, it wasn't difficult in the slightest for him to be attacked. In fact, since he could only fly three meters up, his javelin containers seeming to be an exception as they could go much higher, it was still quite easy for even physical attacks to be launched at him.

BANG!

The beams of fire seemed to completely envelop Leonel.

But, when the air cleared, the fire had suddenly shot into a single palm, forming a concentrated ball of fire in Leonel's hand.

To try and play around with fire before him? It seemed that these lions overestimated themselves a bit too much.

What Leonel didn't know was that his actions had shocked those on the outside. No matter how high your affinity, you shouldn't be able to so easily snatch Force in the control of another being. And yet, Leonel had done it as though it was as simple as breathing.

This was a hidden power of the Mage Core that Leonel hadn't realized was so abnormal. But very soon, the entire world would know that those with Fire Affinity should steer clear of the Morales family's Littlest Nova.

a dozen controlled

javelins shot forward, all 12 piercing into

pain and horror resounded as the lion was suddenly enveloped by its own fire, its body incinerating from the inside

slapping some of

the death of the lion. He was systematic and cold. He attacked once. His confidence was such that he didn't need to

into the first line of charging beast, tilting the tower shield he was riding

BANG!

imploded, but Leonel had already brought out

whose mouth had opened wide to bite Leonel's head off found its

skull as though it was butter,

between Leonel's teeth. His chest expanded, his eyes flashing as a belly full of air jetted out. A line of

after another, their flesh as fragile as wet

thrown dagger snapping back into place, only for another flick

full body throw, but what was undeniable was the fact they still had their own powerful strength, and how could they not? A spearman without powerful wrists was a

minutes had passed, but Leonel wiped the entirety

…

were several leaderboards that lined the outside of

it was a first or later attempt. In addition, because of the randomness of the Void Tower, they

tiers. Tiers referred to groups of ten

was a list dominated by those who controlled large area of effect attacks and archers for obvious reasons. And yet, there was no clear on a first attempt

Leonel Morales –

Tarius –

Pyius –

Ram

leaderboard only contained those who were currently disciples of the Void Palace. There was always a duplicate leaderboard for all-time measurements. However, it was very rare for this leaderboard to move. And, even if there were movements, it