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.

seemed that it was true that no one remembered him, but then again, could he blame him? Even back then, how famous had he been? He was still considered to be a small

would make sure that it

turned back and he raised a single palm. He didn't push out, nor did he apply any strength forward, he simply raised it, almost as though he was helping

forward with even more force when he saw this, but when the

BANG!

before a miserable shriek echoed through

had suddenly crumbled to dust. He fell back, frothing at the mouth and

over and shock

Who dared to hurt him like this? No, more importantly, who could harm a member of the Lion Pride

Leonel simply looked down at Adelan's

barely at the standard of a Middle Class demon. Even if he released his God Runes, he'd be comparable to a Higher

and didn't

the so-called guards were all alerted. Today was the turn of

going on over

like a thunderous boom, but before he could

any more nonsense. Every time he tapped at the

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

were punctured right through their chests, and there were even some who suffered wounds to their necks that left them in a frozen state of panic, feeling as though

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

set up multiple such points to ensure that no one could sneak in. To enter, one would be

this second checkpoint placed a formless weight on those forming a barrier around it, a suffocating pressure threatening to squeeze all of the life out of