Dimensional Descent

Somnus didn't immediately reply to the words. But soon enough, his handsome face split into a shit-eating grin that quickly became uproarious laughter. His laughter boomed so far and wide that it caused ripples in the Anarchic Force.

"You speak more boldly than anyone I have ever met. Do you really think yourself to be so great even after all that's happened?"

Somnus' reply was a spear, one that caught him off guard. He was almost completely certain that he could pull Leonel into a chat, but he didn't receive what he wanted at all, nor did he even manage to gain the information he wanted either.

Leonel was definitely correct. He was pretending to be calm. And condescending to his opponent wasn't something ingrained into his personality either. Rather, he just thought it was the best approach to use against Leonel.

Unfortunately, he was incorrect.

Leonel spoke when he wanted to; no one could goad him into speaking. And for that matter, no one could goad him into anything.

When he moved, even if his enemies thought he had fallen into their trap...

It was more than likely the very opposite.

The strokes Leonel left in the air stunned Somnus. As he fell on his back foot, retreating, he couldn't help but feel that Leonel's spear was too beautiful. It almost felt like he was drawing constellations through the darkness, each stroke a line so profound that it could connect the stars...

It dawned on Somnus in that moment that he had truly never seen such a perfect spear technique before, something that made his heart skip a beat.

How could that be possible?

Unfortunately for Leonel, though... the strikes were simply far too weak.

planted, and he was prepared to explode forth, when Leonel's spear

Leonel's spear parried the strike to the side, its spin continuing in one fluid motion that slashed

[Finality].

increase of 10 times, slicing apart

Somnus all at once, and he hurriedly circulated a technique to gain some distance. He

shed more mass, and due to that he accelerated even faster. It was a

Force to obscure the mind. Something that

together again, Leonel had pursued one of them, the tendrils of his armor poking at the skies and forming one Force

like they were targeting all nine-eighteen clones at once, causing Somnus to sneer

was until they

"[Finality]."

BOOM!

through the air, a bolt of obscure

just a moment before a beam that split it

appearing before Somnus so quickly that he had absolutely nowhere

entirely enveloped by the

forward, pursuing the streak of gold as though he would never be satisfied. Maybe even Somnus didn't expect such a dogged pursuit... nor did he really

finally appeared, and in that moment, he truly looked like a demon for the

beaten and bloodied beyond recognition. His teeth were bared with malice, and his horns had grown considerably in size,

own, what are these techniques? Why are they so powerful? Why were they so much better than

the point of breaking

he stood still and let a Fifth Dimensional expert like Leonel attack him with all of their strength, he shouldn't even be able to feel