Dimensional Descent

Adelan was startled.

He had indeed become a bit bored of this job because it was nothing but repeating the same things over and over again, while watching money he had no fate with being exchanged.

However, as a member of one of the Cataclysm Factions, he had great pride in his heart to be able to step foot in this place at all.

He hadn't been in the Void Palace previously, and actually came after the Cataclysm Generation. As such, this Void Palace was the only one he knew, and he most definitely didn't recognize Leonel and Aina.

All he knew was that while this wasn't the first time someone had tried to disrupt the status quo, they all had the very same ending.

"Stop!"

Adelan shot to his feet, the intent in his eyes blazing. Although he could call the guards over, with how boring this job was, how could he not want to take action personally? Plus, relying on guards wasn't necessary in the slightest. Weren't they all geniuses here?

In addition, while the Cataclysm Generation was the most famous, the generations that came after were very well known for their talent as well, especially as the influence of Earth spread further and further, and more geniuses began to be born beneath the halo a world with a high degree of potential.

Adelan himself was from quite a famous generation, one that entered two years after the Void Palace was officially re-established. As such, he was well into the Sixth Dimension and the strength he had at his fingertips was not small in the slightest. It was just that he wasn't a very prominent figure of his own generation, or else how could he be manning a kiosk?

His fist whistled over not even an instant after his words fell, but his roar alone had caught the attention of countless individuals. Although this wasn't exactly a quiet space, the roar of a Sixth Dimensional genius couldn't be underestimated.

The coldness in Leonel's eyes only flickered with more intensity.

him? Even back then, how famous had he been? He was still considered to be a small time disciple, a very long way from the Sector Rank and even longer from the

time, he would make

single palm. He didn't push out, nor did he apply any strength forward, he simply raised it, almost as though he was helping Adelan to spar and not seeking to harm him

even more force when he saw this, but when the collision

BANG!

a miserable shriek

arm had suddenly crumbled

over and

Faction? Who dared to hurt him like this? No, more importantly, who could harm a member of the Lion Pride Faction so easily? Even their desk workers were

was thinking this, Leonel simply looked down at Adelan's convulsing

Runes, he'd be comparable to a

and didn't give

in the air, the so-called guards were all alerted. Today was the turn of the Lion Pride Faction to take guarding duties over,

going on over

voice rang out like a thunderous boom, but before he could even get an answer, Leonel

to deal with any more nonsense. Every time he tapped at the air,

was taking his time to ensure that this was imprinted onto the memories

fell one after another. Some lost arms, some lost legs, some were punctured right through their chests, and there were even some who suffered wounds

category they fell under, none dared to take another step, and yet the commotion only grew larger and larger

that no one could sneak in. To enter, one would be verified, and then verified again, for a total of

on those forming a barrier around it, a suffocating pressure threatening to squeeze all of the life