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.

whipped and writhed, eventually closing in around Leonel's formation like a winding tornado.

earth resounded, the formation Leonel had drawn into

around the base of Eliot's stake and crushing it to

formation was that it decreased the concentration of Anarchic Force a small measure, making it just

and a familiar pain shot through his body.

specially designed for just this moment. After pouring their Force into the ring, the chain whip let out

Green Thread Faction rushed forward, however those with 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

there wouldn't even be a question. How could anyone this Eliot's own faction would castrate

wasn't meant to

the skies. In a single

wind pushed everyone out of the way as he appeared before

latter to fall into another deep sleep before checking his

only castrate a single

much, Cornelius realized that he had really made it just in time. Unfortunately, there was no proof of any

to explain anything even when people are helping him. This brat really

have a choice. He had been tasked by the Void Elders to make sure that Leonel didn't cause

wrong, Velasco likely wouldn't protect him. While part of the reason Cornelius was willing to mete out punishment to

lift a finger to bring his own brother out of a pit of despair,