Dimensional Descent

Hulot and Druid's eyes opened wide. While they were also geniuses of the Libra family and were stronger than Huon and Droet, this was only because the two of them were older. They fell into a middle generation similar to Valorie and the Golddark brothers, and as such had had more time to acclimate and grow within the Seventh Dimension. However, in terms of talent, they were both inferior to those two of the so-called Cataclysm Generation.

Seeing the two of them die like this, and so directly, their gazes couldn't help but turn crimson at all. Although nothing was set in stone, they had known for a long time that Huon and Droet would likely become their husbands despite the love they clearly had for Keiza. But now they had been made widows before they would accept such a reality.

Their fury rose like a tsunami, but it seemed that they hadn't noticed that today, they already finished their role as the hunter. From this point forward, they were nothing but prey.

Leonel appeared in the skies above Hulot, his foot stomping down just once.

BANG!

The sole of Leonel's feet and Hulot's back didn't even properly connect. A wave of heat and wall of wind seemed to fuse into one, descending down with the density of a mighty pillar as she was drilled into the ground.

A strong aura of destruction caused Hulot to spit up a mouthful of blood. Her skin of Force quickly resisted, but she could feel it being peeled away inch by inch. If that Destructive Aura touched her, even without experiencing it personally, she knew that she would become nothing but a pile of ash just like Huon and Droet before her.

"Hulot!" Druid screeched. "What are you all doing?! Kill them all!"

There were hundreds of thousands of them and yet they were all frozen by one man, how could they be any more pathetic?

Druid rushed forward, her steps becoming akin to a floral dance and her rope dart spinning around her body like the body of a voluminous dress.

The army had been shaken by the flap of Leonel's wing. Ever since the first wave of destruction, they hadn't stopped. It felt like they weren't facing flames at all, they were facing the fiery abyss of hell, a place where you could only be chewed up, but there would be nothing at all left to spit out.

swarming toward Leonel, but at that moment, the soul constructs that had been completely immobile suddnely moved. The ground shook as they took a step and thrust out together. In that instant, with just a single attack,

palm, meeting Druid's attack

BANG!

below as Leonel kicked downward once again, driving Hulot even further into the ground. He didn't seem to have

Water Force breathing life into the surroundings and seemingly trying to fight back against

in her direction. His eyes seemed to shine through the visor of

"You're annoying."

activated and Druid's Water Force was snuffed out as though it was a weak

her skull, but it shattered into a rain of brain matter and bone. It was as though anything that entered a meter radius of Leonel was only destined for

Death.

head. The last sight she saw in

took a

fail, every time they came close, they burst into a rain of ashes. However, he didn't spare them a single glance, his gaze entirely

she barely managed to maintain a calm expression. If it wasn't for the bead of sweat falling down her

badge and only sighed a breath of relief when she felt it in her palm. Knowing that she could

the Morales are. You just blatantly allowed him to break one of the rules of the Heir Wars, do you think this is

to fail in the end, she wanted to see the despair on his face as

family. How dare they cheat? This was the only explanation she had for Leonel seemingly breaking one of the rules by

in the slightest. His speed remained the same, his slow walk forward feeling like footsteps grinding against her

the distance between the two. Not a single person could seem

touch her, the remaining of the army had already turned to run, only to