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.

The skies rumbled and the earth quaked. The skies above had been quite dark, but motes

flickered and vanished.

Might] and descending with a mighty

spear to connect the Earth

rod in Leonel's hand suddenly became a pillar of dark

eyes had grown to the point they were blackened. Even so, his eyes shone like stars, a far cry from

land, his expression changed and he rushed forward, but

as he roared, some of the hints of simplicity that had coated her spear transitioning toward her

it been since he used Fist

a moment before her arm split apart like pressurized wood. Her eyes rolled back from the pain, her forearm combusting into a rain of blood

along the ground and leaving a

eyes widened as he hurried

"Valorie? Valorie!"

knees to her side, his

what to do, he wanted to help her, but he also didn't dare to touch her for fear of making it all worse. His hands approached and retreated

to find the crumbling pieces of his formation

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

one after another in the Valiant Heart Zone, subordinates that he would no longer see again now

reaction alone, one could tell that the

forward and held Valorie up, if for nothing other than not wanting her to

coughed, blood flying from her lips. Her eyes regained some focus and she looked up. Her eyes softened somewhat when