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.

flared, the ball of fire splintering into a dozen controlled and concentrated javelins. Leonel's Spear Force and

wave of his hands, the javelins shot forward, all 12 piercing into the

and horror resounded as the lion was suddenly enveloped by

about, slapping some of the smaller lions to

was systematic and cold. He attacked once.

the first line of charging beast, tilting the tower

BANG!

the lion imploded, but Leonel had already brought out a dagger from his thigh, whipping

to bite Leonel's head off found its throat greeted by

was butter, spiraling through the air and curving through the head of

His chest expanded, his eyes flashing as a belly full of air jetted out. A line

lions found themselves imploding one after another, their flesh as fragile as wet

his thrown dagger snapping back into place, only for another flick

powerful as his full body throw, but what was undeniable was the fact they still

had passed, but Leonel wiped

…

were several leaderboards that lined the outside

divided into whether it was a first or later attempt. In addition,

records for single floors and tiers. Tiers referred to groups of

list dominated by those who controlled large area of effect attacks and archers

Morales –

Sewell Tarius –

Alphon Pyius

Ram –

very rare for this leaderboard to move. And, even if there were movements, it would be deep into the hundreds upon a leaderboard that only displayed a