Dimensional Descent

A Spiritual.

For the first time since Leonel and Aina had cleared their first floors, a commotion broke out beneath the Void Tower. However, this commotion was more lament than anything else. They wanted to see how far Leonel could go, but they didn't want to see him draw dead so early on. Though, this couldn't be considered "early on" any longer.

A few had heard of what happened last time Leonel had entered the Void Tower, but they were in the minority. A large portion didn't even know the name Leonel Morales outside of the weight the Morales name held until this moment.

However, as impressed as they were by Leonel's performance, the legend of the Spirituals was simply too deeply ingrained.

They were a race of people that stood at the pinnacle of the Dimensional Verse. If it wasn't for the fact they didn't seem as eager as the other races were to claim a piece of the Human Domain for themselves, they might have long since fallen.

When it came to races that could hold a candle to the Spirituals, only the mysterious ones like the Void Beasts could hope to. But when it came to numbers, many of these races couldn't hope to match up.

They had not only the talent, but the numbers. It made them probably the greatest threat in the whole of the Dimensional Verse. Although no one dared to claim this to be absolutely certain and infallible since the universe was simply too large, no one would argue too fiercely against it either.

In the face of the Spirituals, the human race was so frail that they couldn't battle unless they brought soul protective treasures with them. If you lacked one, it was an automatic loss.

Many wondered why it was that the Void Palace insisted on allowing the Spirituals to take part in the Void Tower since they couldn't bring any treasures in with them, but after so long, it had simply become an accepted reality.

Now, it was simply known as drawing dead… They could only wait for Leonel to be expelled.

But it was then that Leonel's wild grin was projected to them, causing their hearts to jolt.

That wild grin… The older generation was all too familiar with it… It was the grin of those madmen of the Morales family.

…

squeezed his fist, causing the bow construct in his hand

"Come."

didn't want to use his bow or his spear.

that moment, Leonel's words caught the Spiritual's attention, causing it to look from its golden apple toward

…

"It's over…"

unmoving, the Spiritual wouldn't care about you. But the moment you made noise or

However…

…

BANG!

rippled before Leonel's head, shattering the soul attack the Spiritual had sent toward him. But,

to block soul attacks because it

man tilted his head to the side, seemingly surprised. Last time Leonel had been here, it had reacted the same way when

this Spiritual to attack his

right? Well he wanted to see it for

formed in the air. In their midst, the snaking form of a flood dragon took shape, roaring with a menacing light in

Camelot Mage Arts, but also an enormous beast construct, all of

me what you have. If you don't, I'll burn your tree to

words, the Spiritual's expression suddenly warped, becoming malevolent. In an instant, it had gone from a docile angelic young man to furious

a size, a towering tempest of green Force surrounding his body until it covered his white robes in a radiant wooden armor. In a blink, he went from just about three

own arms, the skies being filled with green-gold arrows of Force. It was clear that while Leoenl had to rely on his Dream

bit startled by the change, but then he laughed. This was