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!"

Skies family members took deep breaths, but they weren't nearly at the end of their ropes yet. They had had overwhelming numbers, and though they had to team up for victory, this had helped them to

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,

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

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

people of the Human Domain.

that the challenge was tough. This time, it was Leonel and his group that was at a disadvantage

had seemed insane, this

given the fact that if he was struggling so much with a Silver-Grade upgrade, there was absolutely no way he would be able to deal with the Gold-Grade upgrade challenge

the around 10 000 of the Silver-Grade, because it was a fusion path he was taking, it would be three times more than

this logic, it made no sense for Leonel to

be able to enter

at that moment, Leonel took a deep breath and closed his

but the determination was even clearer. These next

back once more and he roared into the skies. If one was standing to his back, it would be possible to

countless troll beasts appeared in the skies, each

then hundreds, then thousands, then over ten

bodies blotting out the skies. They, too, looked exceptionally valiant donning their own violet armor, their presences

huffed and puffed, veins popping