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.

people were so easy

palm. When this spear appeared, the entire Rapax Domain

silence. Looking at that spear, they felt like something was calling out to them,

this 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

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

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

having only seen it for a moment, they acknowledged it

that the Rapax

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

different from a rod. But quickly, it formed the blade of a glaive. The black fog took shape and let out a resonant blade howl. The skies split and a swirl of clouds

shake as Leonel turned back

a trident and Leonel calmly thrust forward. He could feel the world resonating with him. It was as though the Rapax Domain was already

neither did suppress the feeling. Even so, because he felt that his strength was about to

spectators, Leonel might as well have been a crawling snail compared to the Overlord. However, no one

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

Glaive and trident clashed.

entirely for show.

parried the trident with

waves cut across the

were forced to unleash their strength to protect themselves. If they didn't, all of

weaker ones were still shattered into a