Dimensional Descent

1975 Right Now...

Valorie crashed into the building below as Leonel landed on the city walls.

But just as soon as she did, she leapt to her feet, her battle intent blazing.

With a flick of her wrist, the warped and broken shield was flung to the side and she brandished her fists.

She didn't have the Metal Synergy Lineage Factor, so she obviously didn't have her own Divine Armor. The armor that Ramon had forged for her was already extremely excellent, and yet it couldn't survive a single strike against Leonel's spear. It was clear that that spear was above the Gold Grade.

Even though Valorie found herself unable to use Spear Force and wearing armor that was practically useless to her, she still brandished her fists.

Leonel looked down for a moment. Despite the carnage around him, his mind seemed to be silent.

The archers had recovered after their first fall. Although they realized they couldn't use their Bow Force for whatever reason, they immediately switched their tactics. At the same time, the non-archers below and near the city quickly gathered, prepared to battle just as James reached the door mechanisms and forced the gates open for the tide of three million soul constructs to rush in.

Leonel met Valorie's gaze and hesitated. He almost put his spear away, but after seeing the look in her eye, he tightened his grip instead.

‘Alright, he said lightly. 'In that case...’

Leonel's Stars suddenly pulsed and they grew a size. Each had been barely a meter across each, but they suddenly expanded to two, then three, then suddenly reached ten.

Universal Force increased like a rising tide. The skies rumbled and the earth quaked. The skies above had been quite

flickered and vanished. He

Might] and descending with a

spear to connect the Earth and

in Leonel's hand suddenly became

from the core of the city. The bags under his eyes had grown to the point they were blackened. Even so, his eyes shone like stars, a far

saw Leonel's strike about to land, his expression changed and he rushed forward, but it was

amount of Fist Force coated it as he roared, some of the hints

it at first. How long had it been since he used Fist Force? Longer than he could remember... Why was this fist so beautiful,

beauty, it didn't seem to matter. When Leonel's spear descended, Valorie's fist only paused it for a moment before her arm split apart like pressurized wood. Her eyes rolled back from the pain,

sent flying back once more, sliding along the ground and leaving a bloody trail as

widened as he hurried

"Valorie? Valorie!"

her side,

help her, but he also didn't dare to touch her for

the crumbling pieces of his formation still

it was guilt, a heavy guilt that sunk like cold in the winter or

recognized that gaze. It was the same gaze he had had when he watched his subordinates die one after another

one could tell that the

Valorie up, if for nothing other than not

some focus and she looked up. Her eyes softened somewhat when she saw Ramon's tears but then she began to push him away, coughing and wheezing all