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

and closed the distance. Taking advantage of the range,

Talon had one weapon with an exceptionally long pole arm, and another

his hammer at Leonel's arm, imagining the scene

reacted to this at all. His arm flashed

motion, he used the momentum of

BANG! BANG! BANG!

shocking to those that could barely follow was that neither seemed to be able to hit the other, and when

were on a

into the future, reading and

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

of skill into his attacks because he could rely on his race's clairvoyance to bolster

with wild strength and

Factor was able to make his body read and react as though

suppression of the Regulator, this would certainly be

clairvoyance, though... Leonel was incredibly

that his Control Ability Index

and the

that covered the Barbarian Race and incorporated it into a Natural Force

used his Dream

head as

this once before..." Leonel said

the skies and an incomplete Natural Force Art bloomed with every step

seemed to flip. For every ten strikes of Leonel's that hit air or were

in a battle of Crafting, you stand no chance

echoed once

that blotted out the skies. His blade seemed to be everywhere, a single strike seemingly capable of appearing in three places at once and piercing