Dimensional Descent

Xagu was a man that had stood at the pinnacle of Sun Demon Society for hundreds of years. He had an unblemished record and it could be said that he was a meteoric star from the time he was born. The only man to ever outshine him was the current Patriarch of their race, Urlgan-a man that hadn't even cared enough about the proceedings to appear on this day.

And yet, here he was, floating in a half-dead state. It was hard to tell if, even with his overwhelming vitality, he'd live or die.

The demons were a bit late to react, but another Ninth Dimensional expert eventually rushed forward in an attempt to help, but he was blasted backward.

"Don't touch me!" Xagu growled.

The Sun Demon steadied himself somewhat embarrassedly, but he also didn't dare to show any discontent either. Even in this state, the place Xagu held in their hearts was far too high.

Xagu suddenly unleashed a roar and a large amount of blood spurted out in all directions. This blood carried with it small tufts of flame that fell into the city below. The carnage it caused was not small, and the human experts frowned as it was their own people suffering now. But they had to maintain this defensive barrier or else who knew what might happen?

Xagu hacked and wheezed, his body swaying in the air. Of all those here, he was the one who could least believe what had just happened to him. Although he was a bit careless, it shouldn't have mattered even if he was snoring before a Fifth Dimensional expert, how could they possibly harm a hair on his head? The only ones that could do such a thing were the children of Gods, and that bastard most definitely not one.

Coughing, hacking and wheezing, Xagu barely managed to stabilize himself after several minutes. But the red orbs that were his eyes were blazing with fury.

He was a man of flames, and yet flames had harmed him. He was an expert of the spear, and yet a spear had almost killed him.

This was the greatest humiliation that he had ever faced in his lifetime.

toward the humans with

the Human Race likes to

and the old man of the Dream Pavilion who looked like

had nothing to do with that young man, and they had no idea how he had gathered up so much power, but they

Even if by some miracle they managed

man with the long beard bristled. He was known as Deputy Gemmes, a man known for his

to finish the deal now, but it was clear and obvious that none of them had such intentions. That made it somewhat clear that this truly had nothing to do with them, but that only

crush this genius.

BANG.

Clarence attacked. It

arrogant that he had turned his back on his enemies even when his heart was exposed to them all. Clarence only hesitated for

couldn't see the situation for what it was right now, they had no right to be the so-called

all out in his assaults and become their living nightmare. Worst yet, he would go all out

a step back, and then there were times to move forward without hesitation. This was one of those

"Clarence!" Gemmes roared.