Dimensional Descent

Alpha Magma could almost feel Leonel's eyes sharpen. It was akin to a blade being pressed into his skin, like a knife being twisted into his heart, like a searing piece of metal being branded onto his flesh.

His senses heightened and his rhino-nose even twitched slightly as he took his first step back.

Leonel's spear was swapped out for a rolling wave of killing intent. It was as though the spear itself had already vanished, and instead he was enveloped by a dense web of them, covering him from all sides.

Alpha Magma suddenly felt enlightened. Was this what it truly meant to have a Domain... to form a Glaive Domain?

The bout of enlightenment was like a fierce wave crashing through his body and the ground beneath his feet suddenly became a wasteland of boiling lava and searing rock. It quickly covered the distance and instantly became the only ground that Leonel could step on for the surrounding several hundred meters.

Several of the Betas were caught up in the domain and found themselves burnt to ash or sinking into a puddle of heated doom.

But Leonel felt like swearing inwardly. Had he just helped this guy to break through?

Then he understood. He was using his Dream Force to pay attention to the Alpha's every movement and read and react to it even before it happened, but it seemed that, at least in a subtle way, observing someone through the Dream Plane was actually a two-way street.

He had accidentally given a bit too much of his insights to this person.

When he had been fighting against the Spirituals Religion, this was an excellent thing as it helped many of the Morales to make sudden breakthroughs.

though, he had just shot himself in the

far more Leonel, but when it was combined with his raw

'It can't be Force...'

were already so powerful, and yet he couldn't make use of them. If he tried to use his Spear Force the

what good would it do them in the

out of the way of another strike,

violet one. It was gorgeous and looked as though it had been dotted with amethysts and then

one he locked onto that was both of the Life Grade, and

only strength of his that remained... he would lean

flourished, the skies turned dark, and Alpha Magma suddenly found himself surrounded from all sides. At least... that was the feeling this

of the Domains of his spears, but it seemed that he

as though he was frozen in time before the

the Alpha, swiping his spear at the ground and causing a slash of blood to sprinkle into the air before it was

only able to hit his cool pose for but a moment

his feet in the air, blowing at

his Metal Body back in shape, but he didn't dare to take even a step forward in his power progression without

understand why that old man couldn't just tell him. This was really getting ridiculous. Was this how

the fallen

opponent was about on the level of the average Void Palace genius. No, he was probably a

strokes at most, normally. But now, he had to kill him even though