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.

fire splintering into a dozen controlled and concentrated javelins. Leonel's Spear Force and

wave of his hands, the javelins shot forward, all

lion was suddenly enveloped by its own fire, its body incinerating from

it thrashed about, slapping some of the

even pay attention to the death of the lion. He was systematic and cold.

charging beast, tilting the tower shield he was riding upward and slamming down

BANG!

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

lion whose mouth had opened wide to bite Leonel's head off found its throat greeted by a flying

as though it was butter,

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

themselves imploding one after another, their flesh as

into place, only for another flick of his wrist to send it flying

fact they still had their own

minutes had passed, but Leonel wiped the entirety

…

several leaderboards that lined

addition, because of the randomness of the Void Tower, they

clear records for single floors and tiers. Tiers referred to groups of ten floors, where Leonel was currently within the

dominated by those who controlled large area of effect attacks and archers for obvious reasons. And

Leonel Morales –

Sewell Tarius

Alphon Pyius

Milazor Ram

was 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