Dimensional Descent

1960 Interesting

Every action Leonel took seemed to remind him of the words he had spoken back then. Every genius that fell caused another pang of regret to light their hearts, another surging pain and unwillingness coursing through their veins.

It was at that moment that some began to realize that Leonel had done this on purpose. Every time he killed, they would be reminded of their words, reminded of what could have been, reminded that everything that was happening now was their fault.

Whether they acknowledged that in the future and didn't blame Leonel himself was entirely unknown. However, what was certain was that they would know the truth in their hearts.

Armand had never wanted to enter the Heir Wars to begin with, it was they who had made him, they who had ignored his wishes. He could have been home right this moment, lounging as he normally did. But now he was lying in a pool of his own blood.

"Ruthless, too ruthless." Ancestor Golddark said coldly. This time, he didn't bother to seek an answer from the Morales family, he only said this to stoke the flames. His Golddark family wouldn't be the only one to suffer, and if there was an opportunity to retaliate, they also wouldn't be alone.

However, when he glanced over at the Morales Ancestor, all he saw was pride in their eyes and sneers on their lips. This group of madmen didn't seem to give a damn.

"Gather up," Leonel's voice called out as he lowered his gaze from the skies.

"We'll begin the Silver-Grade upgrade now"

"Yes!"

took deep breaths, but they weren't nearly at the end of their ropes yet. They had had overwhelming numbers, and though they

Silver-Grade threats on the horizon, they would once again have a tough challenge ahead of them, and this time Leonel didn't have any terrain changers to use to his advantage. Even so, their numbers, with the support of his brothers, him and Aina, should

the first time around. The Skies family members, at least the majority of them, were only about as strong as Bronze-Grade threats, as if they could fight such an existence one

of them were as good as a

they were such a surprise to the people of the Human Domain. This relatively unknown race of

that was at a disadvantage in number. Not only were they disadvantaged

actions had seemed insane,

gather a third city to complete the fusion was excessive, this was especially so given the fact that if he was struggling so much with a

000 of the Silver-Grade, because it was a fusion path he

for Leonel to

enter the Gold-Grade

took a deep breath and

the fatigue within them was clear, but the determination was even clearer. These next few steps would be the

Stars appeared to Leonel's back once more and he roared into the skies. If one was standing to his back, it would be possible to see

another, countless troll beasts appeared in the skies, each valiantly wearing a coat of

thousands, then over

Dragon after another began to appear, their enormous bodies blotting out the skies. They, too, looked exceptionally valiant donning their own violet armor, their

puffed, veins popping up