Dimensional Descent

Leonel looked down at Talon and then smiled.

"You've lost weight," he said with a chuckle.

Talon's gaze flashed with red.

He truly had. He had been a burly man, proud of iron belly and rippling muscles. But right now, he looked like a skeleton painted in loose skin. Chains flashed in and out of existence on him, and his own blood pooled down his body every time he tried to pull on more and more of his true strength.

He had been in the Incomplete World for too short a time and his comprehension couldn't compare to Leonel's, on top of the fact his Demi-God constitution and Dimensional level were above the latter's as well.

Even so, despite the smile on his face, Leonel still felt like he was staring into the maw of a giant.

This would be his first battle with a true Demi-God, and he could already feel the pressure.

Red tattoos flashed over Talon's body, and his hammers flashed with lightning.

One hammer was long and had a head as large as his body. It seemed to have grown in size once again. Wild arcs of lightning bolted around it.

The second was smaller and was the very one he used to Craft.

Standing there, despite the weakness of his body, he truly seemed to be the reincarnation of a war god risen from the dead.

His red runes flashed again, and he vanished.

Leonel's gaze narrowed. 'Fast.'

He side stepped, not reacting to Talon's burst of action, but rather its precursors. If he waited for Talon to move first, he would be too slow.

He could feel the aura of a Tier 4 from Talon, the radiant suppression of a Seventh Dimension existence blooming forth.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

attack, but the smile slowly fading

distance. Taking advantage of the range,

with an exceptionally long pole

Leonel's arm, imagining the scene of it erupting into shards of

this at all. His arm flashed with Light Force and Talon swung through empty

the momentum of his swing hammer to likewise pivot to the

BANG! BANG! BANG!

echoed of battle shook the skies, but what was shocking to those that could barely follow was that neither seemed to be able to hit the other, and

were on a different

seemed to be able to peer into the future,

point that his skill might be far above Talon's, but

skill into his

ultimate warrior, with wild strength and a fearless

was able to make his body read and react as

suppression of the Regulator, this would certainly be several

though... Leonel

he felt that his Control

instinct, and

if he memorized the runes that covered the Barbarian Race and incorporated it

his Dream

a step forward, and a crown bloomed above his head as robes danced into being

once before..." Leonel

skies and an incomplete Natural Force Art bloomed with every step

flip. For every ten strikes of Leonel's that hit air or were blocked by Talon, one

a battle of Crafting, you stand

echoed once

seemed to be everywhere, a single strike seemingly capable of appearing in three places at once and piercing flesh