The young man grit his teeth, but now that he was pinned down and Leonel's lotuses were spinning around him, there was little he could do. The trees of the demon world were far too sturdy and his weapons were far too elite to be so easily dealt with.

Now that he was pinned up like this, there was simply nothing he could do but be obedient.

"First question, why are you alone?"

This wasn't what was at the forefront of Leonel's mind, but he wanted to soften this young man up a bit and also get a baseline for him. With the young man in his Dream World, every single detail of his being was imprinted into Leonel's mind. If he wanted to lie after Leonel had grasped a feeling for when he was telling the truth, it would be almost impossible.

The young man looked toward Leonel with disdain. He realized that Leonel must have thought that teaming up happened here just like everywhere else.

"This is the Fiend Class Sector, not some kiddie pool," the young man replied with a sneer.

Leonel sighed and shook his head.

BANG!

A palm of the construct slammed into the tree, shocking the young man and causing it to sway about wildly.

The young man grit his teeth, the pain of his body swaying on blades more than just a few words could describe. Unfortunately, he had the sturdy body and bones of a Sixth Dimensional existence and he could only experience his body being slowly cut into with every sway.

and stick to it. While you're at it, put away that condescending look

already pierced right through Leonel's forehead already. But he remained unmoved, his gaze growing frighteningly cold

man spoke through gritted teeth, "the demon world bubble is

split up? Too large? This made sense,

is a real world, how exactly do you plan on counting the 10% mark? Were all of these

man had never even heard of an Oliidark family, so it had to be a small place that gained some good luck and

could take advantage

What do

Leonel shook his head.

BANG!

into the tree. This one was even harder than the last, causing the young man to seesaw on the two sickles as though

made a move to stop the sway before,

ask you again, how

marker's for "recognition" in the young man's eyes the moment he mentioned 10%, but now he was pretending like he

likely he would be to lie in the future. If Leonel's question continuously became more complex, even with his abilities,

it would be less likely to be a

Ten minutes later, he nodded and turned to leave, leaving the young man pinned to the tree. As far as Leonel was concerned, he could figure

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