Dimensional Descent

Billowing plumes of royal blue fog came from Leonel's Divine Armor. Standing in the middle of a region that had been entirely cleared by him, he looked like a war god descended from the very skies themselves, untouchable and noble.

BANG!

His Gravity Field seemed to activate on its own. The Dwarven Race members that were rushing to fill in the gap were crushed instantaneously. Their faces were driven into the ground before bursting into a puddle of flesh and blood.

Leonel's free hand grasped out at the air, space itself solidifying to the point he could run his fingers through it as though it was the surface of a calm lake.

Suddenly, his hand which had been moving slowly pressed down with great force. The Gravity Field's range expanded to double its original range. The carnage was devastating. From hundreds, thousands of Dwarven Race existences were compressed from the head to their feet, falling into condensed bags of meat.

Ularora and Malcuhorn finally couldn't stay still any longer. They raised their bows, attacking in unison. They had a beautiful tacit understanding, their arrows spiraling around one another and suddenly fusing. They didn't seem to believe that Leonel could ignore any and all arrows.

Unfortunately...

BANG!

"[Emperor's Edict]."

Leonel suddenly disappeared. The lockdown of his Spatial Force vanished, the siege towers having been rendered useless within the range of his Emperor's Edict.

this powerful before, but it seemed to be drawing

Race with fear. Without their bows and arrows, their strength was far beneath that of their

War began, one of the other Races seemed to see the downside of their actions. It had seemed that there would be nothing but benefits to gain in their future at almost no cost to themselves. But now, although the number Leonel had killed was nothing more than a drop in the bucket, it was

arc of his Spear Force seemed to

feet. One stroke, then two, then three. His laughter filled the air as he seemed to be dancing all alone, each stroke of his Spear Force shooting out for dozens of meters and cutting down those that managed to escape outside the range of

getting faster and faster and faster. The rumbling roar of

name is Leonel Morales. Welcome to the

ROAR!

foggy energy around Leonel. His spear swung, carrying the momentum of the world as it suddenly

the battlefield, the violet dragon roaring forth as it

teamwork that could block it. Everyone in the line of Leonel's spear strike

BANG!

by virtue

turned his back on the battlefield as though he couldn't be bothered to fight anymore, as though

ignored their presence. However, what could they do with their archery being useless? Without it, they weren't much more powerful than

"RISE!" Malcuhorn roared.

of light connecting them in a line. Malcuhorn swapped his bow for a staff, using it as the center to connect the siege towers before pointing it down toward

in a lot of work to clear out the surrounding dozens of meters around him, but this only made things more convenient. They could target him without harming