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.'

were reflected in his irises. At that moment, his pale violet eyes looked as though it held countless swirling nebulas, the world being pulled into

BANG.

muffled and almost undetectable. If you were just 20 meters away, you might not hear it at

it didn't feel any pain. It was like any pain it should have felt

That demon should be in Tier 1 of the Seventh Star, and judging by its talent, it was around

the first time he came to the Cataclysm Zone because he already knew that it was manipulated to make the human

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

Uncommon, Rare, Elite, Humanoid,

to the original ranking, the Cobra Demon was supposedly a Fiend Class Demon, and that would mean that

it. He'd have to question someone about the real ranking eventually, but he got a bit too excited and killed this demon

called out to Eamon

Eamon didn't know

rank was this

about to answer and then suddenly shook

meaningfully. "I mean the real ranking," he said, emphasizing

widened. "I... I don't know

then changed

Light Force user you wanted to help out with

was shaken again, and took a step back. His wariness was raised to the limit as his thumb touched his spatial ring, seemingly ready