Dimensional Descent

Derrion froze, his fist still hanging out in a punching position, but its momentum having already been stripped away.

He looked down at his chest, his body quivering once before he fell to his knees.

He coughed, blood flowing from his mouth like a waterfall as his radiant armor dimmed and lost its corporeal air. And then, it vanished entirely, his consciousness wavering under the intense pain.

Shockingly enough, though, this pain didn't come from his wound. Leonel's Spear Force was so concentrated, so fast… so Swift, that it made it feel as though he was poked through by a needle. He probably wouldn't even notice the problem until several more seconds passed by.

No, what was truly the intense pain was that he had lost in a single strike to someone who was three Tiers beneath him in strength. This wasn't something he could even fathom.

He had always thought that the only reason the Cataclysm Generation could suppress him was because they were older and of higher Tiers than him. He thought that there was no one who could match him at the same level, even them.

But today, that dream came crashing down, harshly.

The worst part was that Leonel's steps still hadn't paused. He took Aina's hand, not sparing Derrion another glance as he crossed the second checkpoint, his spear having already disappeared as though he had regretted taking it out in the first place.

the Fifth Dimension so long as he went all out and used his Scarlet Star Force. At

he saw of these "geniuses" that could suppress the rest of the Void Palace, the more Leonel realized just how large the gap between

move, their eyes still locked onto the sorry state of Derrion. If Derrion couldn't last even a single move, what good were their numbers, exactly? They would just

core region, or maybe even one of the participants for today's events. If they got injured, who was going to help them? Their Faction

dangerous state any disciple could be in when within these mountains was injured. The Void Palace was a dog eat dog world, how could they put themselves at risk in a battle they knew for certain that

been too long since anyone had dared to stir up a commotion

when they laid eyes on who it was, most tilted their heads

Tier 1 of the Sixth Dimension? Was this

allowed in. it wouldn't be unreasonable for one of them to have broken through into the Sixth Dimension in that time. Some of the older participants of the Selection often spent years suppressing themselves in wait for

a definitive answer, but

crowd, though, was well aware of the faces

individual of the Bow Constellation Alliance. If Nazag was considered to be in a tier all to his own in terms of archery talent, then Chrisdal shared the tier right below along with a few

to be in a tier all to her own, Quonor could also be considered to be a tier right

and a half meters tall. His arms and legs were impossibly thick and he had an odd pair of shin guards that were actually a pair of radiant brass battle

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