Dimensional Descent

The six valiant warriors around Leonel shot forward; Leonel didn't even seem to need to personally control them at all; as though his gaze being focused on Simeon alone was enough to communicate everything that needed to be;

Simeon's expression warped, his pale features twisting as his lenses quickly rotated; It was clear that he couldn't be casual any longer; The Seventh Dimensional experts of the four families weren't individuals he could look down on, and somehow, they didn't seem to have lost any strength at all after falling into Leonel's clutches;

Simeon couldn't wrap his head around how Leonel could possibly control Seventh Dimensional souls to begin with, let alone so many of them at the same time; He didn't even seem to be struggling;

It was one thing for Simeon because his puppets were genetically modified; He didn't have to actively maintain control over them, they were bred into slaves with his own unique mark; They were reared to have a sort of symbiotic relationship with him that forced them to listen to him no matter what; Other than directing them, he didn't need to waste any stamina in controlling them;

But Simeon knew Leonel didn't have his Ability Index; And even if Leonel did, it was clear that this method wasn't the same as his own; So how was this happening?!

One after another; strong summons stepped out and surrounded Simeon; The more that appeared; the less grotesque and more normal they became; But it was precisely this that made them so much more powerful than the others; It was clear that the closer to normal evolution Simeon's puppets reached; the more power they were able to output;

An all out war broke out in the skies; Simeon might have only recently entered the Seventh Dimension in the last few years, but his number of Seventh Dimensional puppets wasn't small; In fact, they outnumbered Leonel's own;

Unfortunately for him. though. the quality of Leonel's was far beyond his own. And to make matters worse…

Ten of Simeon's puppets managed to surround one of Leonel's valiant warriors, their fists and legs lashing out all at once and suffocating it to the point it could react;

BANG!

The soul construct shattered. unable to withstand the blow.

But just when Simeon's puppets were about to rush toward another section of the battlefield, under his astonished gaze, the valiant warrior's illusory pieces fused back together once more, throwing out a sudden punch that cause the puppets off guard and killed three of them in a singles trike;

Simeon's expression was ashen;

in the distance with every stride; He felt invincible; as though there

to take Leonel's brothers as puppets; He couldn't use them as bait or hostages; and Leonel didn't even seem to react to

that Leonel

he have not closed the distance

he not have

why wasn't he a head

wanted him to feel small; He wanted him to feel as though there

demon striding through the

of men and women with streaming tears in their

against their skin, but they didn't seem to notice at all. Their faces were already covered in

of Leonel's devastation of the Moon, and for them to have survived such a thing there

all warriors, and they were all more powerful

for a light of hope, Simeon had forgotten something very

at Tier 1 of the Sixth Dimension, been

answer was that

to walk forward, his stride never changing. He wanted Simeon to feel the greatest despair. What greater despair was there than feeling a final light of hope, only for it to be shattered to pieces before even

…

of a moon finally cooled. Slowly, it turned from facing the Moon toward

…

Brazinger family Seventh Dimensional experts caused the

could only turn pale, their

"Hand over your life!"

had just died in her arms, just a small Fifth Dimensional expert who couldn't survive in the harshness of space. What chance had she stood with the atmosphere

whether it was Simeon's puppets or Leonel's valiant warriors, they burst into a rain of blood and motes of light, unable to stop