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!

trembling after every attack, but the smile

parried one hammer and closed the distance. Taking advantage

weapon with an exceptionally

imagining the scene of it erupting into shards of

to this at all. His arm flashed with Light

used the momentum of his swing

BANG! BANG! BANG!

shocking to those that could barely follow was that neither seemed to be able to hit the other, and when they did clash, it was purely weapon

abilities were on a

peer into the

that his skill might be far above Talon's, but it was more by

into his attacks because he could rely on his race's

with wild strength

was able to make his body read and react as though he could see tens of steps

not for the suppression of the Regulator, this would certainly be several

this clairvoyance, though... Leonel

felt that his Control Ability Index could counter

and the other

runes that covered the Barbarian Race and incorporated it

then used his Dream Force

above his head as robes danced into being on his body, fluttering in the

said this once before..."

the skies and an incomplete Natural Force Art bloomed

every ten strikes of Leonel's that hit air or were blocked by Talon, one slipped through,

Crafting,

voice echoed once

blade seemed to be everywhere, a single