Dimensional Descent

Leonel's spear dazzled the world but his body cracked apart just releasing it. The roars of rage and helplessness of several Ancestors echoed like a symphony to his ears.

The surge overwhelmed everything in its path, and it was only after seeing this that Leonel's body couldn't sustain itself, falling to the ground. He barely held himself up, leaning on his one leg and the butt of his spear as he looked forward.

He didn't even bother to use [Instant Recovery]. He knew that it was helpless against these kinds of injuries. The blows of Eighth Dimensional Ancestors weren't something that he could handle.

When the lights faded, the world fell into an endless shock. Dozens of Ancestors had come, but only three heavily injured ones remained.

The leader of the Nomad Race, Charnos. The leader of the Cloud Race, Lufiel. And the leader of the Beast Domain, the Cerebos Serpent.

They looked as though they were standing on their last legs, but the devastation on their faces when they saw the death around them was hard to put into words. It all felt like a dream, they had come with such momentum, only to end up like this? How was that even possible?

It was all him. It was all him.

No matter how much they thought that Leonel had relied on others before, they didn't feel that it made sense to continue on with these thoughts. If he wasn't at least a part of these matters, why would the Human Domain put such important power in his hands? If they had done this with an actual Ancestor, would even they be able to survive?

The worst part was that they realized they had all been lured here. From the very beginning, this was Leonel's goal. He wanted them to lose themselves to rage, to abandon their people and to come here in full force, and most importantly, together.

If they were scattered, it would have been much easier for them to escape and much fewer would have died. But because of their choice, Leonel was able to round them all up and slaughter them as though their lives were as worthless as canon fodder.

The image was something that the Human Domain would never forget.

The Cerebos Serpent roared into the skies, its fury causing its scales to lift up and retreat again and again as though its body itself was inhaling and exhaling. It wanted to shred Leonel to pieces, and when it saw that Leonel could hardly hold himself anymore, it couldn't hold back any longer.

That battle had only lasted for a short moment, but it was the most intense one he had ever been a part of. With the speed of Ancestors, seven minutes was

that the Cerebos Serpent was going to attack him, he chuckled. He

BANG!

sent flying. Before Leonel, a gorgeous woman with

just fine when he entered the bubble of darkness, but when he came out he had practically been half dead. The moment she saw this, Alienor couldn't see

an enigma. She didn't want to disrupt his plans, but

and flesh. Its body was thrown back even further, but it was actually buried into the ground at the same time,

a sorry state. However, after withstanding that attack from Leonel, it had

Cloud Race Ancestors rushed off into the distance. But they couldn't even

her attack when

her hands together, a large bubble

BANG!

nowhere and crashed against the barrier,

his heart settled down immediately as his mother appeared by

the cloudy greyness of the Void Battlefield that had never once dispersed

fuck dares to

the very fabric of the Void Battlefield tearing in two as though reality itself was being

disappeared into the distance and there was suddenly nothing

frowned, placing a hand on Leonel's shoulder. A green bubble formed around Leonel and all of the Eighth Dimensional Force

'[Instant Recovery].'

watched as his father appeared. Velasco was completely enraged, every step he took shattered the ground beneath him despite

grasped out, the folds of reality that were

have been ejected from their hiding places. Even if they were countless kilometers away, they were