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.

so long as he went

of the Void Palace, the more Leonel realized just

and Aina approached the third checkpoint, but by this point, no one dared to casually block their way, even the so-called guards didn't make a move, their eyes still locked onto the sorry state of

be those VIP guests that had already entered the core region, or maybe even one of the participants for today's events. If they got injured, who

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 they would

then that Leonel crossed the third checkpoint and the individuals of the core region who had heard the commotion finally came to make their presences known. It had been too long since anyone had dared to stir up a commotion in a region controlled by the Cataclysm Generation. Never had they expected that today of all

on who it was, most tilted their

1 of the Sixth Dimension? Was this a newly admitted

just been allowed in. it wouldn't be unreasonable for one of them to have broken

there was any among them who had a definitive answer, but all they saw was mutual confusion. It seemed that none of them were

crowd, though, was well aware of the

and he was an extremely talented 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

6, and if Simona was considered to be in a tier all

and standing at a height that approached two and a half meters tall. His arms and legs were impossibly thick

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