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.

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

drawn into the

squeezed forward, wrapping around the base of Eliot's stake and crushing

unconsciousness. The only good thing about Leonel's formation was that it decreased the concentration of Anarchic Force a small measure, making it just a bit more bearable, just enough for him

jolt, he was awoken and a familiar pain shot through

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 of being

given them ringing in their ears. Their only thoughts were of finding a chance to do things covertly. This was an even

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

wasn't meant to

from the skies. In a single step,

wind pushed everyone out of the way as

palm upon the latter's head, causing the latter

really did only

too much, Cornelius realized that he had really made it just in time. Unfortunately, there was

shook his head. 'Just like his father, he refuses to explain anything even when people are helping him. This brat really will be my

Elders to make sure that Leonel didn't

him. While part of the reason Cornelius was willing to mete out punishment to Leonel was because of his own sense of justice, another reason was that he

Velasco was a man who didn't even lift a finger to bring his own brother out of a pit of despair, let alone