Dimensional Descent

The sword howl caused many to narrow their gazes. Even amongst the weaker older generation, they felt the need to take this attack seriously.

They couldn't fathom how someone in the Sixth Dimension could possibly deal with such a strike. In fact, they didn't know many Seventh Dimensional existences in Tier 1 that could deal with it, not without ending up in a sorry mess, that is.

However, Leonel's smile didn't fade. In fact, he didn't even move.

A shadow seemed to appear from Leonel's side.

James seemed to come from nowhere. Placing a foot on the rail of the flagship, he reached out a palm toward the coming sword blade.

Many frowned when they saw this, did this young man want to lose his hand? But something most couldn't have expected occurred.

BANG!

James' fingers clawed downward, grabbing the golden Sword Force and squeezing down.

The sound of shattering glasses echoed as the Sword Force dispersed into a whirlwind, the bits and shards echoing into the distance.

Many stunned gazes landed on James. His hand was uninjured, there wasn't even the slightest scratch on it. It seemed that he had casually dealt with it without even the slightest discomfort.

"How rude," James clicked his tongue. "What are you doing attacking a clone like that? If you're mad, wait till you're face to face. Doing things like this just makes you seem petty."

It was only after James said it that everyone seemed to realize that the current Leonel lacked something. This wasn't something others could normally see through, but with the number of Eighth Dimensional existences here, there were no small number of them that could see the difference. Fooling the eyes of such experts was especially difficult, especially when they knew what they were looking for.

It was no wonder they couldn't sense Leonel's exact Tier. Most had assumed that he was speaking nonsense when he said that he could enter the Seventh Dimension in a year. But if his clone was powerful to the extent of fooling so many eyes, then what about his real body?

In fact, he was well known as the first since Velasco and Cynthia to be at such a level. So who was this young man who could resolve his attack with a

in thought, another figure suddenly appeared. It was a young woman with a body filled with hidden and explosive muscles. She appeared by Leonel's side with a hint of fury in her eyes, her hair fluttering with

finger forward and tapped at the

likes of which didn't seem to lose out to Amery in the

an instant later, his

blade,

BANG! BANG!

a low roar, his aura flourishing as he resolved the attack. Even so, he

winced. "Oof, that's a

had attacked Leonel, and yet the result was one of Leonel's men resolving it with ease,

had such an undefeated legend, if this wasn't embarrassing, then nothing else could

of them seemed to have the aura of

again, but

a step back, her obedience making the striking

nodded inwardly. It seemed that there was a difference between Leonel and his father after all. While they were both extremely arrogant, Velasco was not a leader and never had an interest in

"Funny words coming from someone who couldn't withstand a

his gaze still tranquil

stabilized himself, his gaze still tranquil as he looked

Since everyone is here, I think that

compensation do you all plan

eyes of many narrowed, the

your goal is to only seem more like a worthless bunch of elitists, even more so than your actions today would suggest. None of you find it funny that the geniuses you're sending forward to participate in

Morales family shares my blood and they don't hesitate to step out

what Leonel was