Bull punched out. He had no choice. Fear or not, if he wanted to survive there was no other choice.

CLANG! BANG!

The result was out of Bull's expectations. Despite the heart-shuddering amounts of fear he had felt, the clash was fairly even. He managed to protect himself, falling back and maintaining his balance.

But then it crashed into him all at once.

[Domain].

[Universe].

Leonel expressionlessly took a step forward, his aura skyrocketing.

His spear thrust out again as beneath the weight of the two combined Domains, the Invalids in the surroundings were crushed.

For dozens of kilometers, the only one who seemed capable of withstanding Leonel's pressure was Bull himself.

And even then, it was only barely.

"Die," Leonel said lightly.

The world shifted and twisted. In that moment, Bull could have sworn that he saw the Anarchic Force grow even more agitated.

A spear more beautiful than any he had ever seen in his life appeared before his brows.

He tried to protect himself. But it was worthless.

[Finality].

PCHU!

spear split

opened his mouth to say something, but with a twist of his wrist, Leonel shattered his head into a rain of blood and gore that

fuck away

the huge surge of light that wanted to enter his body was swatted away, crushed and vaporized beneath

took a step

widened, not expecting Bull to die so unceremoniously. Was

a Variant Invalid genius, a man who had quite some favor and

talent, so the value of one Seventh Dimensional existence meant profoundly more to them than it did to any

one had

from Leonel's body, forming a pillar that pierced the black skies above and seemed to cast the world into

out and another large wave of Invalids were

again, and again, until he was already

**

cracking of the barrier wasn't something that could be ignored, but once again, much like the last time, it was as though it had just all fizzled out without any backlash. No one knew that there was a man fighting an enraged battle in

as everyone else, and unlike them she knew that it was Invalids that had

true strength, she was doubly

instant that if Leonel had wanted her to die, she

too weak...' a flash of determination

Without the barrier of protection, and without the ability to exchange for another from the Dream Pavilion, the

doubt that this was just a precursor to a much larger issue. Would they ever have peace?

forward was to

**

in the skies. Blood dripped from her in waves, she had lost an arm and a leg on opposite sides of her body and her wings barely looked recognizable beneath the torn flesh and

that mattered

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