Dimensional Descent

Leonel's figure flickered to the side. He moved before the final pulse of canons echoed through the air. It felt like an Armageddon was descending, the piercing lights enveloping everything as they crossed to meet toward Leonel's location.

Kron had already seen Leonel's movement, but his sneer only deepened. Now that these canons had been fired, the region was far too volatile to allow the badges to work properly. Let alone the badges, even controlling Force would be difficult in this environment.

Now, he just wanted to see how much time Leonel would last for.

There was nowhere to escape, the Star ship was far faster than any one human. Even Eighth Dimensional existences wouldn't be able to easily outrun them. There was no winning, the Star Ship was too powerful. Any one of its strikes could threaten the life of an Ancestor. There was only despair to be had.

When the lights faded, all others saw was Leonel calmly strapping Aina to his back. He moved slowly and with purpose, too scared that his abrupt movement could injure her further.

Just moments ago, this woman stood at the top of the world, casually defeating all the geniuses in her path. This was the glory she deserved, a glory that Leonel was more than willing to give her. She was his woman, the one he loved. It didn't matter to him even if others downplayed his achievements because he had relied on her in the end.

When she smiled, he was happy. When she frowned, he felt sadness. When she was angry, he felt enraged on her behalf, and when she bled, his fury could burn even the stars.

so dark that it was difficult even to see

to his back like this, he had caused a city to fall from the skies, crushing the enemy that had dared to make her feel fear. Back then,

and the Omann family

way to exit the range of

Force felt like pushing a boulder up a

to turn away. Back then, even the hot tempered Cross Elder Avan had only

against an upgraded Tier 2 Star Ship, Leonel was actually moving forward like he had lost his

hadn't expected to provoke Leonel to the point that he would actually attack. The way he saw things, Leonel might be stupid enough to

that Leonel was far more foolish than

Omann family. This hot blooded foolishness killed many of your Ancestors, it killed your grandfather, and it will kill your father very soon, but I guess

sake of goading Leonel, he spoke from the very bottom of his heart, his disdain practically taking

other geniuses of the Omann family couldn't help but sneer

three Gold Grade Crafters only beneath Kron in terms of Crafting skill within the younger generation. The four of them had worked themselves to the bone in the last several weeks, making sure that everything was absolutely perfect, and

shifting them