Dimensional Descent

Joyce's expression changed as well. She was a fist expert, but without having her feet beneath her, the strength she could muster was limited.

Seeing Joyce in trouble, Franco had long since moved. Just when it seemed her head would be pierced through, he had jumped from the back of his beast onto hers, reaching out to grab the rope dart out of the air.

Hulot sneered, her usually pretty features looking quite sinister at the moment. Trying to grab her weapon? Did he have a death wish?

Franco's body shuddered as he made contact, his entire arm going numb. He was blown backward, his body landing amidst their running beasts and rolling onto the ground.

"Franco!"

Joyce leapt down without hesitation.

Suddenly, it wasn't just Noah who was caught in a no man's land. Joyce, Karolus and Franco had all been knocked from their beasts, stuck in the midst of two charging armies.

As though this wasn't bad enough, the small troop of elites they had left behind had swiftly caught up and were now bearing down as the first wave.

Keiza smiled, swirling the wine glass in her hand. She and her mother took a long sip at the same time, their hearts filled with the sweet feeling of victory. What they liked the most was to watch their enemies writhe beneath their fingers, unable to extricate themselves.

Leonel's expression was frighteningly cold. He had been occupied with the charging army and couldn't easily extricate himself. By the time he could, the damage was done.

His spear whipped outward, a light roar clearing the surrounding five meter space as he turned back without hesitation. Whether it was for his cousin or his brother Franco, how could abandoning them ever be a choice?

By this point, Druid and Droet had recovered from the shock of Noah's survival. They flicked their wrists, one of them targeting the little mink and the other targeting Noah. So long as they fused their attacks with enough Force, phasing through them wouldn't be so easy.

Blackstar had no choice but to leap forward, brandishing his little claws as he sliced down with several Dark Force

taken head on were taking their toll. But then, not only had Druid and Droet kicked him, but they had amplified their

dart approached. But right

was little he felt that he could control in his life right now, but he could at least

expanding to 10 meters. Ignoring the pain, he punched out

Even so…

BANG!

right arm shattered and he was sent

Noah as his body shrunk. At this moment, his expression wasn't just cold, it was

couldn't possibly continue forward without Leonel. The moment they saw that he had turned back, they did so as

bore down from all sides, clamping until there was no direction to go. Whether it was forward, backward, to the left or to the right, there was nothing to see but a sea of Libra

blood and sweat of countless warriors made

High up, the Morales Ancestors could only sigh. Though it was valiant that Leonel hadn't hesitated to turn back, it seemed that this choice had actually sealed

relishing in the breeze as her sedan slowly caught up. The foul stench of blood and sweat didn't seem to ruin

giving her an excellent view. Seeing Leonel and the others encircled in this fashion,

longer running?"

now, his ability to fight was likely shot. At least that

interesting," Keiza smiled, seemingly indifferent to Leonel's disregard. What good was acting cool and aloof when you had lost before the eyes of everyone? "Indeed, you have the capital to be calm. Even for me, I can't stop you from crushing your badge and giving up right this moment. Though you might lose face for wagging your tongue harder than your fists, losing a bit of face is definitely better than

to pile on. Nothing they could say could ever be

is a shame. I was looking forward to what a whore's spawn could do. I didn't

side of her sedan with an expression of disgust. The blood and gore didn't seem to bother her, but these words seemed to have left a disgusting taste in her mouth. No, it wasn't the words, but rather the mention of that

enticing the husbands of others wouldn't have any redeeming qualities, but it's as the

become. It was as though she was