Dimensional Descent

Leonel's gaze was completely different from the last time Eduardo had seen him.

In the Heir Wars he had been playful. In the arena, he had been somber as though he had lost all hope. But right now, his gaze carried a frightening sharpness to it, as though the depths of hell itself were hidden within him.

His Destruction Sovereignty erupted, plumes of smoke coming from the corner of his eyes and the soles of his feet.

Eduardo barely managed to snap out of his daze when a fist appeared before him.

'Was that a mental attack? What just happened?!'

Eduardo hurried to put up a defense, crossing his arm before him and preparing to summon his lion beast. Just when he formed a connection with his spatial device, it was shredded to pieces. It was like his mind couldn't reach any further forward even if it wanted to.

This feeling made Eduardo's eyes widen. Not having his beast by his side made him feel like he had lost an arm.

It had to be remembered that the beast companions of the Godlen family weren't normal beasts, they had come from the womb of the same mother, they shared life and death, they were closer than even twins would be. To say that they were like an extra limb was an exaggeration in the slightest.

Unfortunately, if his spatial device couldn't sense his intention to take his beast out, then the only other way would be to physically touch it, but Leonel didn't seem to be giving him that sort of leeway.

Leonel's strikes weren't exceptionally powerful, but they cut deep. It disrupted his flow of Force-no, it completely shattered it. It was as though all the Force he wanted to gather was burnt to ash in an instant.

This was impossible. It was all impossible.

How could someone in the Fifth Dimension suffocate his Soul Force?

in the Fifth Dimension, Destruction Sovereign or not, destroy

"Enough-!"

turned a deaf ear to it. As quickly as

pelted from all sides, his arms, his torso,

shock in his

to shred him to pieces. One punch wasn't nearly enough to cause any damage to him, but Leonel kept hitting the same dozen spots again, and again, and again, relentlessly and without even the slightest

cold look in Leonel's eyes was only becoming

"Oof-"

air was sucked out of his body and he could almost feel the flex

vision blurred, everything turning to white but that pair of

he lost the initiative in the battle, he had been on the back foot. Like an army trying to come back against all odds, or a chess novice being

That was because this entire time, while Leonel was raining a hail of punches on his body, venting his frustration of several weeks, there was a

slowly accumulate damage, but a

BANG!

not capable of seeing clearly. He felt something grab onto his

to calm down. It seemed that he had suppressed more frustration than he even knew.

another

breaths, but at the very least, they helped him calm down

effective against Third Dimensional existences, but they were less so against true powerhouses. The real reason that liver shot had

stop Leonel from prying into all his secrets at this distance. He was practically an open

that Node was located, he knew

weak state, its strongest benefit is in destroying Force it comes in contact with. If I