Dimensional Descent

A hushed silence overcame the surroundings after Leonel's words fell. But very quickly, the skies seemed to rumble as Conon's expression turned malevolent.

Leonel's hair blew backward under Conon's aura, his shirt and sweats being pulled against his body as though they might fly into the distance at any moment. However, all such momentum did was reveal just how defined the lines of Leonel's physique were and emphasize just how indifferent he was in the face of such strength.

"There's no need to say anything," Leonel suddenly spoke. However, it was clear that the target of his words wasn't Conon. Instead, they were for Simona and Valor. "Since he wants to dig his own grave, let him dig it."

Leonel hadn't vented all of his frustration just yet, he didn't want to let anyone interfere. When it came to dealing with the likes of Conon, he really wanted to see if he deserved the amount of arrogance he was exuding right this moment.

In the Human Domain, Leonel didn't fear anyone beneath the Seventh Dimension.

BANG!

The ground between the two of them cracked and shattered, and yet when it seemed that the earth beneath Leonel's feet would throw him off balance, it was as though the cobweb-like patterns had run into a wall.

The ground around Leonel lifted off from the ground but couldn't approach him in the slightest.

Conon's gaze flashed with a murderous glint. As for Leonel, a cold smile flickered in his own.

For an instant nothing happened. But in the next moment, they moved at the same time, Conon's fist splitting the air and Leonel's palm flipping to reveal a piercing spear.

The clash sent sparks of Force flying in all directions, a tempest of wind forcing the weak to fly hundreds of meters backward.

The roar of a majestic lion rippled through the surroundings from one side, but on the other, there was nothing

of her irises. But realizing that she probably shouldn't interfere, she took a light step backward, crossing dozens of meters at once and crossing her arms about

BANG!

erupted around

a single heavy step backward while Leonel didn't

a single exchange, but the result left those watching in shock. It felt like a calm lake had suddenly suffered the

actually lost the

difference was too striking. Conon was adorned in valiant beast cloth formed by the furs of some of the strongest beasts to exist in the Human Domain. He looked ready for battle, the picture of manliness

Palace because his original uniform had long since been destroyed. He wore the most common clothing of Third Dimensional Earth, a simple pair of grey sweatpants and a

two of them were exactly the same height, both standing at over two meters tall, just due to the difference in their presentation, most subconsciously believed that Conon was far larger

no need for skill or tactics, he could meet Goliath head

SHIING! SHIING! CLANG! CLANG!

went from a casual young man who looked as though he had just rolled off his couch

pale violet color shimmering with

believing that he had been forced to take a step back. By the time he looked back up,

his rage rising like a

were sealed tight. The manifestation of his God

volume. His pupils dilated and

Even with his lips sealed close, a pair of fangs slowly manifested, cutting down

stood to the tips of his toes, the flat of his feet extending in size as his calves pulsed with power. Just standing

a man who was known for his talkativeness,