Dimensional Descent

In that instant, a palm suddenly appeared above the young man's head, causing his expression to change.

He could no longer use his spatial Force in long range, but he had concentrated it to the point where even Leonel's lotuses took a long time to cut into it. As such, within a five meter radius of him, he could sense everything clearly. In addition, because of the special abilities of space, he could sense ripples of space up to 15 meters away.

Whereas the sight range of Internal Sight ended abruptly, all space was connected to more space. Any changes to the mesh would inevitably have extended travel.

However, while this was the case, the face of the young man was still ugly because he could feel his stamina being quickly drained as Leonel forced him to replenish his dome of spatial Force again and again.

The young man released a growl, his palm shooting up to meet Leonel's.

A wild ripple of space and pure power met.

BANG!

Leonel's palm was forced back up but the knees of the young man bent so fiercely that he almost fell to the ground.

The latter grit his teeth, hard. He flipped over two palms, a twin pair of silver sickles appearing in his hands for just a moment before he threw them out with all the strength he could muster. Before they even landed, he flipped his hands over one again, forming another pair, one of which he threw in the air above his head only to replace it with another flip of his palm.

Five silver sickles manifested in quick succession, one of which hovered high in the air and two of which were quickly spinning toward Leonel's chest.

useless against physical objects. That

the Spatial Force from the twin pair of sickles,

his spear, piercing straight for the young man's forehead. If such a blow landed, let alone being pierced through, the young man would find his head shattered into a rain of blood and

his head swinging down as though it had a mind of its own carrying with it a

with a single mind, their three blades intersecting. But even before they struck, the eyes of the young man widened. He suddenly couldn't sense his other two sickles anymore.

way for him to see beyond this fog and his Internal Sight was entirely useless. He felt as though he was trying to swim

BANG!

and sickles met, the resonating boom sending violent ripples of space in

cold light. These

he had run away the first time, he realized that he had been overly cautious. That woman he had battled had been blown away too easily by his spatial barrier. And, as he meditated on the lotus that tricked him that day,

wasn't for this fog barrier that messed with his senses, how could he be toyed with like this?! He was a Fiend Class genius! While he had no chance at the Top Prize, he had pride of his own! How could he lose to two who had just been promoted from the Human

light exploding forth from his eyes. With their blades connected like this, he knew exactly where Leonel was. He would make them

becoming a vaporous sort of energy that almost looked like dancing solar

"Die."

as the young man spoke

pair of sickles he couldn't have been more familiar with had come back toward him. They arched

using throwing weapons. As much control as he had

He was a God.

the odd Time Force distorted his reality entirely, cutting through his Spatial Barrier as though it was never there at all. And maybe that was because to that pair of sickles, the Spatial