Dimensional Descent

The eloquent noble Rapax, Xenothrall, looked at Leonel with narrowed eyes.

"The warriors of the Rapax do not fake battles."

"Is that so?" Leonel sneered. He raised a finger and then pointed down toward the Overlord Sea God.

Just when everyone thought he was going to threaten the Sea Gods as well, several Force Arts appeared around him in quick succession. At that moment, the Sea Gods from the previous battles all appeared, one after another.

They looked around in confusion, not quite understanding how they had suddenly appeared here.

BANG!

Leonel leapt up and landed in the arena below.

"You. Fight me," Leonel said coldly.

He pointed at the Sixth Dimensional Sea God that fought in the first battle. He was indifferent and his tone didn't seem to assume it was a suggestion.

Xenothrall's frown deepened.

The Sea God noble by his side seemed to finally understand what was going to happen. He opened his mouth to say something, but it was then Leonel suddenly looked at him, his gaze flashing with a hidden purple light beneath the deep hazel.

"This isn't your place to speak. So I would suggest you shut your mouth, or I will kill you."

At that moment, the Sea God Overlord took this chance to take action. Insulting his liege was more than enough of a sin, and no one would look down on him for doing so.

These people were so easy

palm. When this spear

calling out to them, as though the person standing

combat alone, this wasn't because they hated weapons or didn't have a deep weapon inheritance. It was rather because

of warriors to use weapons, and it took a lifetime of blood, sweat and tears to be acknowledged with the

Rapax had a reverence for the humanoids who created Weapon Forces that went beyond any other. In their culture, these were the true Gods of the world, and everyone

them. Even having only seen it for a

same one that

the bones in his hand and arm. But now, it was as light as

of a glaive. The black fog took shape and let out a resonant

as Leonel turned back to the Overlord and took a

Leonel calmly thrust forward. He could feel the world resonating with him. It was as though the Rapax

attention to it, neither did suppress the feeling. Even so, because he felt that his strength was about to skyrocket beyond the bounds of reason, he could only slow

well have been a crawling snail compared to the Overlord. However, no one

Leonel had reached another depth. Unless they saw him die before their eyes, they seemed to

Glaive and trident clashed.

white on Leonel's blade, but it was entirely for show. Even with Glaive

parried the trident with

and rippling waves cut across the sand of

surrounding youth of the Sea Gods were forced to unleash their strength to protect themselves. If they

so, many of the weaker ones were still shattered into