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.

were

When this spear appeared, the entire Rapax Domain

something was calling out to them, as though the person standing before them wasn't a human,

hated weapons or didn't have a deep weapon inheritance. It was rather because of all the

supreme of warriors to use weapons, and it took a lifetime of blood, sweat

created Weapon Forces that went beyond any other. In their culture, these were the true Gods of the world,

having only seen it for a moment, they acknowledged

of course, was the very same one that the Rapax of

had completely shattered all the bones in his hand and

black fog took shape and let out a resonant blade howl. The

turned back to the Overlord and took

God Overlord pierced out with a trident and Leonel calmly thrust forward. He could feel the world resonating with him. It was as though

because he felt that his strength

eyes of the spectators, Leonel might as well have been a crawling snail compared to the Overlord. However,

die before their eyes, they seemed to always

Glaive and trident clashed.

blade, but it was entirely for show. Even with

parried the

flew and rippling waves cut across

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

the weaker ones were