Dimensional Descent

Not long later; Leonel left with his brothers; leaving a few words for the Etching Metal organization; He saw no reason not to trust Raylion and the others; While he placed his Emperor's Mark on Jemsy and the other three heads; there was no way he would do the same to the four founding heads;

"It seems we didn't waste our time," Aphestus said after a long while; He had a wild grin on his face;

He remembered the first time he met Leonel he could have beaten him any time he wanted; But just months later, he was already incapable of lasting a few blows, and now, decades later, to say that Leonel could defeat him with a single strike wasn't giving Leonel enough credit;

Raylion didn't say anything to this. but he felt Sael's small hand slip into his own;

While Raylion didn't show any sort of emotion. Sael understood him the best. There was no one here who wanted this result more than Raylion himself.

Even as they all surpassed Raylion one after another, Sael knew that Raylion had never given up on becoming a powerful expert; Unfortunately, his talent was just lacking in comparison to the others; He had gone from the head disciple of Valiant Heart Mountain to ultimately being an administrative leader of the organization;

Raylion knew that if he wanted to achieve his dreams; Leonel was his only hope; But his pride was far too deep; He refused to hold his hands out; hoping that Leonel would just do him a favor;

He had no relationship with Leonel; and they had even once been enemies; And even if they had been friends; Raylion would never feel comfortable asking for something when he could give nothing in return;

During these over 20 years he had put his blood; sweat and tears into this organization; doing everything he could so that he could look Leonel in the eyes and exchange not for his charity; but for what he deserved; He had spent every waking moment thinking and dreaming on this day;

His effort would finally pay off.

Raylion squeezed Sael's hand lightly and his gaze turned toward Tiny;

"Tiny," he said lightly.

met Raylion's gaze; for some reason; he felt

did they promise you.

"What are

did they promise you?" Raylion replied

in his Ethereal Glabella; he knew that there was no longer any point; Raylion must have been sitting on this information for a long time waiting for the perfect opportunity; but since Leonel had appeared; he didn't have

the face of Leonel's overwhelming

grit his teeth. "I will give you all the information and

and the effectiveness of our network. Since we won't be shooting ourselves in the foot anymore, I expect us to be in

stood to his feet, holding onto

founder of the Etching Metal Organization, I officially announce that our first growth phase

Morales the official Heir of the

**

formation flashed and a group of nine

around and

wrong, cap?" Drake

didn't have time to make us any

eight brothers looked toward one another speechlessly for a moment before bursting into a fit of

shoulder and trudged forward

you can make me a uniform that makes the ladies realize that this is the true peak masculine form, I'll

he was concerned, clothing designers