Dimensional Descent

Chapter 2800

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 his

his wrist, Leonel shattered his head into a rain of blood and gore that

the fuck away

and the huge surge of light that wanted to enter

a step forward and then

eyes widened, not expecting Bull to die so unceremoniously. Was this even

a man who had quite some favor and was in

to progress than other Races despite their talent, so the value of one Seventh Dimensional existence meant profoundly more to

yet, one had

forming a pillar that pierced the black skies above and seemed to cast

another large wave of Invalids were torn to

already well within range of

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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

the Godlen Compound, Amynta had had much the same reaction as everyone else, and

true strength,

her in that instant that if Leonel had wanted her to die, she would

Race is still... far too weak...' a flash of determination

be another and then another. Without the

larger issue. Would they ever have peace? Would they ever stop sending Invalids? What were they even here

forward was

**

high 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 rain

none of that mattered

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