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!"

ropes yet. They had had overwhelming numbers, and though they had to team up for victory, this had helped them to save quite a lot

With 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

The Skies family members, at least the majority of them, were only about as strong as

about 10% of them were as good as a Silver-Grade

in this regard, which was why they were such a surprise to the people of the Human Domain. This relatively unknown race of people were

it was Leonel and his group that was at a disadvantage in number.

seemed insane, this was even beyond just

the fusion was excessive, this was especially so given the fact that if he was struggling so

000 of the Silver-Grade, because it was

no sense for Leonel to be pushing the limits

enter the

at that moment, Leonel took a deep breath and closed

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

Stars appeared to Leonel's back once more and he roared into the skies. If one was standing

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

then hundreds, then thousands, then over ten

again. Roars echoed across the skies as one Earth Dragon after another began to appear, their enormous bodies blotting out the skies. They, too, looked exceptionally valiant donning their own

veins popping up