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.

Jova was infuriated that Leonel was actually taking her so casually. But, just as she finished the thought, her construct crumbled, the snake

her in the blink of an eye, the flexibility of

onto the ground, her dress fluttering as she dodged to the side. But, Leonel had already struck forward

Gentle.

and ethereal. Despite his rage, his spear obediently calmed itself, a beam

felt fast, but controlled, lethal,

its own. To do something gently didn't mean that one couldn't be fast, lethal

adequate. By the time she realized that this technique was too profound

roared, her God Runes blazing

and she used the opportunity to

struck outward again and again, an emerald

state, not only was her body flooded with strength and her Healing Factor was accelerated to an

as the proper Force existed, but she could control these powerful plants to do her bidding. And, any Viror family member worth their salt would nurture powerful seedlings to bring with them

whip cracked out, her free hand opened a palm sending

more than seeds the fraction the size of a fingernail. But, in the next, they exploded in size,

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

Evergreen Dragon

world, plants had two method of protecting themselves: toxins and physical defenses. In the Dimensional Verse, this

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

six three-meter tall lilies rotated in the skies. Suddenly, the roar of a wild beast shook the