Dimensional Descent

Leonel waved a hand, his gaze sharpening. He could already feel the movement of the Scholars. The only reason they had hesitated was because of Velasco. It could be said that Velasco was only ignoring them now because they weren't worth much in the grand scheme, something that was difficult for these Ancestors to accept. But that moment of hesitation had actually caused their genius to fall.

Despite this, their reactions were odd. Rather than being torn or inconsolable, they were actually... worried? This was an emotion that made sense, but the trouble was that it was a bit misplaced, and it didn't seem severe enough given the situation.

Anya fell from Leonel's arm.

Seemingly feeling that something was odd, Leonel also waved a hand, severing Anya's head from her neck and then sending two fingers forward, a sharp Bow Force taking shape and attacking the location of her Ethereal Glabella directly.

With his current Dream Force, seeing through this only took a small amount of effort. He wouldn't make a mistake like he had with Amery, missing the Ethereal Glabella after his first attack.

However, even after Anya's head shattered, his eyes remained narrowed. The reaction of the Scholars was still off.

That was when it happened.

A blinding pillar of light rose from the Starship in the distance.

The vessel had been completely ignored by Leonel. It was because it was far too impractical for this battle and not nearly powerful enough. If he wanted to make a difference with the Starships, he would need a whole fleet of them, but he only had one, not even counting the second and larger of the two.

In addition, it was better that he did ignore it. After all, his brothers and many of the geniuses of the humans had retreated back to them. Not using the Starships could count as keeping them out of the line of fire.

someone else that was on the Starship, a woman that

Harmony.

Heir Wars because she was only in the Sixth Dimension and far too weak. Of course, that was just by the standards

in that moment. Back when he was fighting Harmony, there was an odd and sudden boost to her strength that occurred not long

the same

Anya's corpse had collapsed, another pillar of

kept coming. It was like

spew out small streams of flames. His body was completely coated, but he didn't seem to have noticed at all, his patience wearing

shadow of Harmony and a streak composed

very pinnacle of the Seventh Dimension, but even this didn't feel like it was enough to describe it properly. It was an aura no weaker than an Ancestor's despite the level it was stuck out. It felt like Anya... or maybe it was Harmony... or maybe both... could cross the

in the skies,

been before, the Death Force that was under her control

didn't even give her more than a glance, his rage continuing to spill

"RISE."

corpses of Ancestors that had fallen under his father's might and

just when it seemed that he would succeed, Anya cast a glance downward and her Death Force

me? Your arrogance will

away. It felt like the souls that had just been in the palm of his hands were accelerated on their