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 so

When this spear appeared, the entire Rapax Domain seemed to

like something was calling out to

majority relied on close combat alone, this wasn't because they hated weapons or didn't

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

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

something primal within them. Even having only seen it for a moment,

one that the Rapax of

had completely shattered all the bones in his hand and arm. But now,

no different from a rod. But quickly, it formed the blade of a glaive. The black fog took shape and let out

shake as Leonel turned back to the Overlord and took a single

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

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

the eyes of the spectators, Leonel might as well have been a crawling

die before their eyes, they seemed to

Glaive and trident clashed.

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

the trident with

flew and rippling waves cut across the sand of the

their

many of the weaker ones were