Dimensional Descent

With a flip of his palm, Leonel's black rod appeared. His hair whipped in the salty winds as the high sun pierced downward, illuminating everything.

The waters turned frothy and agitated, but the cool air of the ice island he now stood upon left him feeling calm and unhurried. A confident aura exuded from Leonel, his momentum steadily growing with each passing second.

In the distance, the waters began to rise. 300 large whale beasts appeared, surrounding the ice island entirely. Around them, millions of oceanic beasts began to appear. The numbers were so numerous that the waters turned black, a sharp contrast from the previous clarity. However, Leonel remained calm.

The spectators could only remain silent. Were the Life Grade armors really enough?

No one underestimated the worth of the Life Grade, but the problem was that they were so rare that many didn't even have a reference for how powerful they should be. Most would kill to get their hands on even a top tier Gold Grade weapon, and this was all the reference they had.

But was it enough to close a gap of 1 to 300?

It was hard to believe especially when the Heir-Grade Generals began to appear. They looked to be even about 10% stronger than Heir Grade threats that Leonel had fought previously, each one was menacing to an extreme and seemed to have the strength to lay waste to Leonel's city.

But at that moment, Leonel, who had everyone's focus, suddenly sneered. He raised his free hand and snapped his fingers.

Right then, the world turned entirely silent.

On the front line, a group of 10 stingrays suddenly trembled. They felt their backs grow hot as a powerful Force Art suddenly activated, but the chilly waters immediately cooled them down.

green formed on their bodies until they suddenly explosively expanded, forming a gorgeous, shimmering bubble. Then, these 10 bubbles, one to each stingray, came

edges and a long protrusion until it formed the construct

20 meters from wing tip to wing tip. But now, with this construct enveloping

the stingrays. At that moment, an army of what was once a million

the challenge approached. He could almost feel the skepticism radiating from the observers. He had just limited the flexibility of the army he did have by a factor of ten and the change didn't seem to

sneer only deepened. He didn't seem to have any intention of

"Kill."

descended and

first line

be described as a bolt of emerald green lightning. They left afterimages in the water, splitting it apart with such speed that a huge dividing line in the shape of

Fast.

only thought that those

crippling, so fast that it

line of beasts they were facing. It was the kind of tactic that should have assured death. A hundred thousand running into a dense pack of over 300 million,

And yet…

Silence reigned.

path. Their wings were as sharp as blades and their tails and menacing as jagged daggers with the soft touch of silk. Every time

offense, without the strength