Dimensional Descent

The carnage that Leonel unleashed wasn't small in the slightest. The Sea Gods fell by the dozens and showed not the slightest bit of prejudice.

The young Sea Gods that had come thinking that this would be an easy method to flex their strength and enrich themselves were horrified.

They quickly fled to their flying ships, but could only look horrified when Leonel took a step into the air. Dragons followed the flow of his halberd and he destroyed them all, one after another. The devastating war machines that could destroy even planets found itself suppressed.

Leonel didn't even have to overwhelm it with power. He targeted their weaknesses one after another.

When he was killing the youths, his halberd was tyrannical, wide-sweeping and seemingly endless.

When he targeted the ships, it became pinpoint, sliding between flaws in their Force Arts and panels in their metal bodies. Then, they would explode, out.

The humans couldn't even follow Leonel.

From start to finish, Leonel didn't try to stop Talon and Sashae.

For one, he was sure that he couldn't, at least not without revealing more than he wanted to just yet.

Second, Sashae definitely had trump cards remaining.

The fact she decisively ordered a retreat even though she knew it would cost her devastating losses spoke volumes.

Leonel couldn't help but recall the fact they had only sent their younger generation forward. They were clearly planning something deeper.

That said, Leonel was also certain that he had found a counter for them. If not for the rain, he didn't believe that Sashae would have given up so soon.

It was just that for now, he wasn't sure exactly what that weakness was.

Sashae had left so decisively that he didn't get a chance to find out... and something told him that even if he captured a few Sea Gods to experiment on, it would be useless.

If it would be

casualties, retreating like this was the antithesis of that. She should

this, Leonel still captured several Sea God

how smart someone was happened to be easy,

someone's stupidity was another matter

if he had his deductions, he would definitely

had one

"FUCK!"

up to stop the sequence right before it went over its

red eyes. His disguise had already shattered beneath his anger, revealing a lanky body suppressed by chains. He had lost so much of his fat

time his tattoos glowed, the chains would lash out,

that tablet, he would have

him about anything going on, but he knew a Wise Tablet when he

because of this that he had suppressed his fury. In fact, any other Barbarian Race member in his position would have

about was that loss again and again, and yet the

infuriated by this, let alone a genius of the Barbarian Race. A

you make such

great deal of danger at that

back. First Talon snapped at her and

the eyes of these two young men. It was a blow that hit her hard, but it was a testament to her character that her

heartbeat slowed to an even

continued, it wouldn't just

Talon frowned. "Me?"

die. Me and some

"Why?"

cannot tell you

"Don't test my patience."

deep growl reverberated through the ship and it seemed even more dangerous