Dimensional Descent

1973 Only as Good...

The armies of Fifth Nova had long since prepared, but it wasn't the armies that had made Leonel pause.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at the tall walls. He still had two wall collapsing exchanges that he hadn't used yet, he simply hadn't run into any enemies that were worth the effort, the Pisc and Quarius families had been the only ones that made the loss worthwhile.

But now he realized even without trying that the remaining two that he had wouldn't work now. These walls weren't built by a mysterious system, they were almost certainly built by Fifth Nova and his subordinates. They were several times more powerful than a Gold-Grade wall and were probably more powerful than even the Heir-Grade walls would be.

One shouldn't take the pre-generated walls lightly. Even the Sub-Grade wall had taken a combined effort of Leonel and Aina resonating their attacks to take it down in one strike. The difference between each subsequent grade of wall was only more exaggerated.

During Leonel's battle with Nazag, his territory had been too small to accommodate everyone and as such they had gathered outside, plus their walls had only been at the Sub-Grade and not very useful. When he fought with Armand, their village had only been at the Bronze-Grade and they faced a similar problem with Nazag. Plus, Leonel had descended from the skies back then, making it difficult for even those walls to have much use.

However, upon reaching the Silver-Grade, dropping down from the skies was already an impossible work around as the walls came formulated with a built in formation that protected both around and above. At the Gold-Grade, this formation was obviously even stronger, and as such, Ramon's self-created walls were even more devastating on the defensive front.

Leonel stopped the army because he knew no amount of forward momentum would be able to crush what was before him, he would only waste stamina going headlong without thinking.

such grand methods, he didn't have a monopoly on Force Crafting or scheming. His fifth cousin was the most silent of the

tall silver walls, a young woman, wearing bronze armor and wielding a spear that looked a lot more like a glaive with a blade half the size of her

counted as such because she was born

about her, but of what he did know he understood that she was very unsatisfied with the current Heir Wars system. She had only been born with the Spear Domain Lineage Factor and as such, hadn't had the right to participate. It also didn't help that she was born sort of in between

in the Heir Wars so that it didn't seem that the family was supporting one over the other. In addition, this rule minimized infighting and maximized the cohesiveness of the group. Even if a few Heirs butted heads, there would be no deaths, and because their family branches wouldn't be involved, the grudges

and as a

she would end up

"understood".

Apparent of the Morales family, who would be a better puppet than Ramon? He was silent, closed off, and even his own

to address those rumors. Anyone she caught talking about such things would

top of the walls, her gaze narrowed and sharp. She had been expecting to see a Nova on the other

Although she was worried that he had spoken a bit too arrogantly and might end up falling hard because of that, the fact that he was here seemed to mean

so, seeing that they were enemies now, it didn't dull her blade in the slightest. In fact,

city. By this point, the moon was looming high in the skies, but with Blackstar's appearance, his head overshadowed it, casting a mighty darkness

of Fifth Nova's subordinates had been resting, but upon hearing the commotion, they immediately lined up. They had known that something was coming, but even so, they had slept like babies. With a single glance, Leonel could see

for battle. They all held real bows and powerful arrows, Leonel knew that even if he crushed their Bow Force, the power of the Crafts backing them