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.

explode forth,

butt of Leonel's spear parried the strike to the side, its spin continuing in one fluid motion that slashed out a strike from bottom to

[Finality].

10 times, slicing apart

technique to gain some distance. He seemed to split into three,

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

obscure the mind.

shadows could come together again, Leonel had pursued one of them, the tendrils of his armor poking at the skies and

targeting all nine-eighteen clones

they converged into

"[Finality]."

BOOM!

of obscure lightning that drew a crooked line between the layered Force Arts and Somnus' retreating

moment

golden Force shook the Inbetween World, appearing before Somnus

by the beam, unable to

never be satisfied. Maybe even Somnus didn't expect such a dogged pursuit... nor did he really have the luxury

that moment, he truly looked like a

though these very scales were beaten and bloodied beyond recognition. His teeth were bared with malice, and his horns had grown considerably in size, the shock

state? No... this strength definitely wasn't Leonel's own, what

[Universe] suppressed him even further, even to the point of breaking the laws of physics.

taking Leonel seriously, but it still didn't make any sense. Even if he stood still and let a Fifth Dimensional expert like Leonel attack him with all of their strength, he shouldn't even be able