Dimensional Descent

Just as the whip was about to connect, a wild distortion formed.

Before the young man could react, the tip of his whip, which had just been moments away from crushing what was left of Eliot's manhood, suddenly appeared before his face.

BANG!

The young man's face distorted, his jaw shattered and his tongue nearly being cut in two.

He skid along the ground, his body shooting off into the distance.

Before he even landed, the humiliation had welled up in his heart. He had actually been slapped by his own weapon, in the history of the Void Palace, this was maybe the first time such a thing had happened.

He crashed into the ground, holding his jaw as his body was shaken by pain. If it wasn't for his relative immunity to lightning, the effects would have been even more drastic than it was here and now. He might have even lost his life.

At that moment, another member of the Faction came rushing over, clutching a spatial ring in their hands. Seeing such a scene, they didn't even hesitate. They shot forward, ignoring the fallen youth and appearing at the edge of Leonel's formation.

The spatial ring they were clutching flashed, revealing the form of a chain that snaked outward for hundreds of meters. Everywhere it passed, everything would be crushed to pieces.

The youth grabbed onto the end of the chain with two hands, beads of sweat falling down their brows as they pulled hard.

Leonel's formation like a winding tornado. Except this tornado was

had drawn into the ground splintering and splitting as cracks spread along

base

his body still limp. He had long since forced himself into a state of unconsciousness. The only good thing about Leonel's formation was that it

was awoken and a familiar pain shot through his body. He cried out as he crashed to the

spatial ring was specially designed for just this moment. After pouring their Force into the ring, the chain whip let out a roar before it was unceremoniously pulled back, saving Eliot from the fate

a more… purposeful light in their eyes were faster, their command Treanna had given them ringing in their ears. Their only thoughts were of finding a chance to do things covertly. This was an even better

like this, there wouldn't even be a question. How could anyone this Eliot's own

wasn't meant to

descended from the skies. In a single step,

of the

a palm upon the latter's head, causing the latter

did only castrate a

around. When his gaze met that of the youth, they looked away with guilty-ridden expressions. As a man who had experienced too much, Cornelius realized that he had really made it just in time. Unfortunately, there

'Just like his father, he refuses to explain anything even when

make sure that Leonel

wouldn't protect him. While part of the reason Cornelius was willing to mete out punishment to Leonel was because of his

didn't even lift a finger to bring his own brother out of a pit of despair, let alone his own son. That was just the kind of man