Dimensional Descent

Leonel couldn't deal with these two as casually as the first, and the white-furred Oryx was already prepared to parry away his first assault.

'Hm...'

Leonel grabbed out with his Earth Force and suddenly slightly changed the direction of the halberd flying toward the white-furred Oryx. The man was taken aback, realizing his fist was about the miss the mark.

At the same time, Leonel took another step forward.

The two black-furred Oryx were relying on absolute strength to overwhelm them, a fury fuelled by their hatred of him for what he had done to their companion.

It was harder to deal with such a thing without exhibiting some more of his strength.

He had some leeway because it was doubtful than anyone would be coming to support these six in short order. If Leonel was correct, this outpost was theirs to manage, and they probably wouldn't have thought it necessary to send a message back.

In that case, he could take a less forceful and speedy approach to the situation.

His spear danced, using three or four attacks to counter just one Oryx. Light Force wrapped around him and several clones began to appear around him. In that moment, mirrors of gold filled the Ancient Battlefield and Leonel seemed to enter and vanish from one, instantly appearing in another without any time passing by at all.

This was the technique he had been playing around with after his spar with Cindra. In this world, it was probably better to use less of his true calling cards.

The world knew him best for his Dream Sovereignty. After that, his Destruction, Spear and Bow Sovereignty were close seconds.

This didn't mean that Leonel wouldn't use them if he absolutely had to, but there was no point in doing so against opponents this weak.

out, and he certainly wouldn't expose

had plenty

white-furred Oryx let out a roar as a tendon in its arm was cut. It had managed to save itself from a

the same time, the two black-furred Oryx were being swiftly overwhelmed. Leonel used his speed

he suddenly erupted with strength

Oryx rushed forward to support his men, only for a golden mirror to appear

out of it with a calm gaze, severing

the ground, his body convulsing but his legs not listening to his

again, his spear becoming akin to a golden

the Ancient Battlefield, it looked as though the leaves of a golden tree were falling down in a trickle. It was an absolutely

exhaling a calm breath as he

Oryx lay dying or close to it, but none had breathed their last just yet. It could be said that they were truly strong of vitality. In that way, they were a lot more similar

paralyzed, white-furred Oryx. He helped the Oryx flip over and then looked into his

tell me why you

Oryx could understand Leonel loud

already expected this. He

the Rapax. Although their methods were much

a thumb over his shoulder, pointing toward

your companions. They don't really have much time left, you know. It's probably best if you hurry up. If they die first, I can't really help you anymore,

the depths of the white-furred Oryx's eyes, but soon it became resolve. If he did this to save his companions, then he would be tarnishing their honor. At that point, they would rather die anyway, so what would be the