Dimensional Descent

Let alone the demon, even Eamon was taken off guard. He obviously didn't recognize Leonel, but he could sense that this person was only in the Fifth Dimension. What was he doing?

"R-run!" Eamon cried out.

Leonel blinked, looking toward Eamon. He smiled, this guy wasn't too bad.

A growl left the demon's lips and its bull horns sparked with a peculiar Force that didn't seem to be related to lightning at all. Then it sneered, turning toward Leonel and suddenly rushing forward. Its fist bore down on Leonel so quickly that he seemed to teleport.

Eamon felt the ground collapse beneath him, the shaking so violent that he felt weightless for a moment. His expression changed as he tried to scramble to his feet, but by then Leonel and the bull demon had already met.

BANG.

Two fists clashed in the air, the reverberating impact compressing the air into a clap of thunder.

Leonel took a heavy step back but then pursed his lips and nodded to himself as though saying not bad. The demon, however, was sent flying backward, its body crashing through the restrictions that Eamon had put up to protect the mine and colliding with the hard walls.

Leonel shook his fist out, his knuckles throbbing a bit. This only lasted for a split second before his Vital Star Force healed him completely; in truth, he was being more theatrical than he needed to be. Even his attack was the worst he could have chosen.

One didn't temper their body until the Fourth Dimension, and Leonel hadn't begun practicing Metal Body again just yet. That meant that even with his base body being in the Third Dimension, without the support of any improvement, he could already send a Seventh Dimensional demon flying. It was only made more impressive by the fact demons of this caliber were well known for their bodily strength.

A roar shook the mine, and a streak of black and red rushed out in the form of a humanoid bull. Its fury towers as it bore down over Leonel.

'Alright, that's enough playing around.'

irises. At that moment, his pale violet eyes looked as though it held countless swirling nebulas,

BANG.

sound was muffled and almost undetectable. If you were just 20 meters

froze, looking down at its chest. Leonel's fist had been thrust all the way through it, but it didn't feel any pain. It was like any pain it should have felt was destroyed along with its body. Then it collapsed, its body shattering into a rainfall of ash

Seventh Star, and judging by its talent, it was around the

bother to use the original ranking system he learned the first time he came to the Cataclysm Zone because he already knew that it was manipulated to make the human alliance look

were known as Low-Class Demons. Uncommon, Rare and Elite Demons came next, and they were known as Middle-Class Demons. Then there

Middle, Higher, Uncommon, Rare, Elite,

a Fiend Class Demon, and that would mean that

ranking eventually, but he got a bit too excited and

out to Eamon who was

didn't know how to

rank was this demon?" Leonel

was about to answer and then suddenly shook his head furiously. "Fiend

smiled meaningfully. "I mean the real ranking,"

widened. "I... I don't

then changed the

to help out with this mine, who

the limit as his thumb touched