Dimensional Descent

[Bonus chapter for 2250 powerstones. Next at 3000, unless the double golden ticket event kicks in before then, in which case... 3750. I think it starts soon but I can't remember]

Leonel's spear drew lines across the skies from three different directions. Each one was swifter than the last, and yet they each seemed to have their own flare as though Leonel was in a different mood when drawing the stroke of each one.

Jova's expression became serious, her rage being doused by a bucket of cold water. She suddenly realized that Leonel hadn't displayed even a fraction of his skill, he only showed as much as he thought he needed to show.

Today, he would make a display for the spearmen and swordsmen of the Void Palace to see. He needed nothing but his spear to suppress all directions!

Jova's wrist flicked, her whip sweeping across. But, the moment they connected, she was forced one step back, then another, and then another.

Those who knew of Jova couldn't help but widen their eyes. Emonie and Eliot had both taken about eight years to climb. However, Jova was on an entirely different level, taking just six years, being an entirely 25% faster than them.

When this number was translated to strength, though, it wasn't a mere 25% increase even though that would be an astonishing amount nonetheless. It wouldn't even be an exaggeration to say that she was twice as powerful.

And it showed quite clearly. She had yet to activate her God Runes, and yet she had only taken three steps back to a strike that had left Eliot entirely incapacitated.

Jova's aura flared, her green hair fluttering. Her whip roared to life, the mandible of a viper opening wide as it snapped toward Leonel.

However, in response, Leonel only took another step forward, his blade piercing forward again.

Swift.

so casually. But, just as she finished the thought, her construct crumbled, the snake splitting in two beneath

before her in the blink of an eye, the flexibility of Leonel's Spear Force leaving her in

fluttering as she

Gentle.

his movements feeling slow and ethereal. Despite his rage, his spear obediently calmed itself, a beam of golden Spear Force slicing forward with a momentum that made little

felt fast, but controlled, lethal, but hidden,

to the point that it became a profound technique all to its own. To do something gently didn't mean that one couldn't be fast, lethal and strong, it just meant that one had to be fast, lethal and

exactly how to counter, she would realize that it wasn't adequate. By the time she realized that this technique was too profound for her to counter with her level of skill, it had already appeared

Jova roared, her God Runes blazing to life and strengthening

and she used

on the other side, her whip struck outward

strength and her

form plant-life from thin air so long as the proper Force existed, but she could control these powerful plants to do her

a palm sending half a dozen seedlings

size of a fingernail. But, in the next, they exploded in size, becoming pinkish gold

scales and their petals shimmered with a heavy light that pierced through

Dragon

toxins and physical defenses. In the Dimensional

pinnacle Sixth Dimension Herb, its vines were no weaker than any Sixth Dimensional weapon. But, its most

roar of a wild beast shook the surroundings, pillars of Force bearing down upon