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

Leonel's palm. When

that spear, they felt like something was calling out to them, as though the person standing before them wasn't a human, but rather

wasn't because they hated weapons or didn't have a deep weapon inheritance. It was rather because of all the Races, the Rapax had the most reverence

their most supreme of warriors to use weapons, and it took

the humanoids who created Weapon Forces that went

Even having only seen it for a moment, they acknowledged it from the bottom

was the very same one that the Rapax of his own Incomplete World had gifted

just trying to catch it had completely shattered all the bones in his hand and arm. But now, it was as light as a

a rod. But quickly, it formed the blade of a glaive. The black fog took shape and let out a

shake as Leonel turned back

calmly thrust forward. He could feel the world

but Leonel didn't pay attention to it, neither did suppress the feeling. Even so, because he felt that

been a crawling

saw him die before their eyes, they seemed to always believe that he would definitely

Glaive and trident clashed.

Leonel's blade, but it was entirely for show. Even

parried the trident

cut across the sand of

forced to unleash their strength to protect themselves. If they

were still shattered into a rain of