Dimensional Descent

Leonel turned back. His heart couldn't calm, but its beating had slowed somewhat. That roadblock ahead was as tall and thick as it was before. In fact, the more he observed the battle above him, the more he felt that he was still underestimating things.

The Scholars' eyes narrowed, the apprehension in their hearts increasing. They had no idea how this had happened. How could they just disappear right before their eyes? If there had been some sort of spatial tunnel formed, then they would have been able to take action to cut them off. But how could you move someone such a large distance without Spatial Force?

More oddly, who would have the willingness to save Aina and Alienor, but not Leonel? What sense did that make?

Anya's gaze flickered, seemingly thinking of something. But she didn't say anything about it, it was Lionel instead who seemed to have lost his mind. He roared out, his expression warping. Not only had his mother ignored him, but she had disappeared not long after. He had finally seen her after so long, and yet this was what had happened.

His Dream Force peeled off into countless layers, twisting and warping the space around him. It was truly the stuff of nightmares.

Werebeasts, monsters, twisting distortions of fear and animosity, all bundled up into a single, towering tapestry of twisting dreams.

Anya frowned slightly, her lips parting as though she was preparing to say something. But it was actually Leonel who spoke this time first.

"SHUT UP!"

Leonel's roar echoed like a clap of thunder. All at once, Lionel's Dream Force seemed to have been forced back into a bottle.

In a flash, Leonel had appeared before him, his fingers shooting out like a spear and ripping Lionel's throat through.

Leonel's wrist flickered and his hand wiped off to the side, the motion causing a disk of crimson blood to erupt from Lionel's throat, separating his head and neck.

Their strongest Savant had died...

kicked out, his eyes lit with fury. Lionel's entire body exploded

grabbed out at

ripped out

"ASSIMILATE."

show its loyalty. In fact, he wasn't the only one that was too slow. An

the very one that appeared

rush of violent violet aura surged and Leonel's hair fluttered into the

backward, out of reach of Leonel's influence, or so she thought. She looked down and her expression changed, why was she still standing in the same

returned the favor I owe you. Right now, I think that you

at the air right before him. There was still quite some distance separating himself and Anya, and yet her neck magically appeared in

She just hadn't expected this change to be so sudden and for her life to be in danger so swiftly. But since she

trembled before Leonel's hand could squeeze. At that moment, a figure appeared to her

spread out in an instant and all the Dream Force that had been at Leonel vanished into

enveloped by a pure white light and she

toward the one that had appeared from Anya's ring. It was actually yet

two fingers. A strong pulse of Bow Force took shape. Her expression changed,

of blood splattering toward Anya who had been by his side. A white light shielded Anya from being spoiled,

what she was seeing. First the Dream Force of a Savant was directly suppressed. Then, a Savant who should have had the

If not, why were they strategic resources that powerful families could take control of? If they were so invincible, wouldn't they have a rising power of their own that could exist outside of the shadows? What right did a mere Savant have

waved a