Dimensional Descent

Keiza's heart skipped a beat, her pupils constricting. However, after a moment, she slowly managed to calm down. She realized what was happening and made the same deductions as everyone else a step quicker.

She didn't know a lot about this formation. Although she had been monitoring Leonel all this time using Libra family twins, the level of clarity their methods could bring was limited. While they could cover very large regions and their methods were difficult to detect, there was a tradeoff that came with that as well.

Even so, she knew enough to know that this formation was the formation that Leonel had used to clear the Gold Grade trial, and also further knew that he needed soul constructs to make use of it. Even though many had died in this battle, they were ultimately just a drop in the bucket, they weren't nearly enough to turn the tide.

In addition, she had seen through this formation's obvious weakness: it only worked within the bounds of the formation itself. Even if Leonel had some other trick up his sleeve, it would only take a slight step out to deal with this situation.

That didn't even mention the fact it greatly drained Leonel.

Not only was their army stronger than a three million strong Gold-Grade tide, Leonel was already feeling hints of fatigue. How long could he possibly use the formation?

All of these matters made Keiza sneer, but right then, all she saw in Leonel's eyes was disregard. He looked at her not like an enemy, not like a beauty, not like a peer, but rather like a lamb on a chopping block. She wasn't just an annoyance, she was an inferior life form. Despite the fact she had the high ground, it felt as though she was already being trampled beneath his feet.

Leonel took out three cracked city cores and pressed them together at the same time. One had failed a Silver-Grade upgrade while two had failed a Bronze-Grade upgrade. Taking the Silver-Grade upgrade failure as their core, they combined into a new Bronze-Grade village core.

Before anyone could wonder what Leonel was doing, he had already swept through and accepted the Silver-Grade upgrade challenge.

the rules, an upgrade challenge couldn't be triggered when there were a number of enemies within a certain distance of your territory. She couldn't understand how Leonel could even

what was the point of

but it was already too

formed, a bolt of lightning descended from the skies, killing them all. He had activated a Silver-Grade

red-gold flames in their eyes.

000, not even 10% of the number

of their palms. Some were long and wirey, some were scaled, others were short and stocky… all of them exuded a different sort of aura, but they were all,

rose from him. His halo descended and his body was coated in his second tier armor. However, rather than billowing with radiant blue fog, a violent torrent of red

the ground crumbled to ash,

BANG!

from Leonel's back, forming a large pair

"Don't move."

them. It took a while for others to understand that he wasn't referring to his enemies at all. Instead, he was talking to his

guarantee that they wouldn't die

across the battlefield as his wings of Scarlet Star

him. The weak among them were immediately burnt to ashes, rows of several hundred fell in droves, the residual heat

what was even more shocking was that they weren't even Leonel's target to begin with.