Dimensional Descent

Leonel didn't seem surprised by the change. This couldn't be called a betrayal, Maxx hadn't been lying when he said that he had done his best.

If Leonel was escorted to this Overlord Poppy, as Maxx called her, then taking the World Spirit of the Spirituals would be as easy as just thinking it. By then, it would be clear that the Suiard Overlord hadn't betrayed the Spirituals and simply had his hands tied.

But because Tracilia was so cautious, things had turned out this way instead. The best way to solidify this current rocky relationship was to use Leonel as a sacrificial lamb. Of course, this didn't mean that the Suiard Overlord wanted to kill Leonel, he didn't have such intentions. Rather, knocking Leonel out would make corralling the Morales army easier, than the rest could be dealt with in the future.

Unfortunately, Leonel wasn't as naive of the world as he had once been, and he had never been foolish enough to fall for such a bait and switch. He had already deduced that this would be the most likely result if Maxx failed to convince Tracilia and he was prepared for it.

The worst kind of scheme to deal with was one you knew was there, and yet had to fall into anyway. It seemed that the schemes of this hidden expert hadn't concluded just yet.

Maxx knew that all of this was only happening because of the machinations of someone else, and yet he had to act in this way regardless. The Spirituals Religion and the Spirituals had already made their choice years ago, they had already planned to exclude the Morales.

And now, this was just the next logical step.

Looking into Leonel's indifferent eyes toward his change of address from "brat" to "Patriarch," Maxx almost felt like sighing. He felt as though he was looking into his own grandson's eyes. Even when he did the most ridiculous of things, this was precisely how Amery reacted as well.

Overlord Tracilia was confused about the situation once again, she almost made the false assumption that this was all an act. After all, how could the likes of Leonel dodge an Overlord's strike without the support of the formation? But all of those thoughts were thrown to the back of her mind when Maxx took a step forward.

The vast depth of space beneath his feet rippled outward like a pond. The chimes of swords echoed and an overwhelming pressure descended. Following that, there came a piercing sense that almost made Tracilia's heart stop beating entirely.

Killing intent.

the intent to capture you, so I will act to kill. This is the last chance I'm giving you to stand down," Maxx spoke

the depth of space. On flat land, the worst you could face was a pincer from four sides, and most often pincers would come in pairs. However, in this vast endlessness, where up and down were just figments of one's

his front. Upward

saving grace was that their formations were just as much

battlefield. "For every Morales that dies here, I will kill two Suiards. Is that the choice you want to

up and met Maxx's

Suiard Overlord finally seemed to see it.

corner of Leonel's eyes and his feet began to smolder. The ripples formed beneath Maxx's feet came to a dead stop over a hundred meters from him, then they began to

"Attack!" Tracilia suddenly roared.

had been bottling up exploded forth. Beautiful men and women painted the skies like the descent of angels, a rainbow-like assortment of elemental energies rushing forward without

within the Morales was high. The different changes to their mental states, followed by sudden combat in a situation they

before the first wave of assaults could land,

"Stand tall."

was just two words, and yet their spines

escaped their lips one after another, and their Force

"Don't be distracted."