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

Taking advantage of the range, he flashed a palm toward Talon's

one weapon with an exceptionally long pole arm, and another

arm, imagining the scene of it erupting into shards of bone

arm flashed with Light Force and

the momentum of his swing hammer to likewise pivot to the side, sidestepping Leonel's

BANG! BANG! BANG!

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 when

on a different

seemed to be able to peer into the future, reading and reacting

far above Talon's, but it was more by design than coincidence or a

great amount of skill into his

ultimate warrior, with

same time, his Lineage Factor was able to make his body read and

Regulator, this would

this clairvoyance, though... Leonel

that his Control Ability Index

was by instinct, and the other

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

then used his Dream

his head

this once before..." Leonel

filled the skies and an incomplete Natural Force Art bloomed with

seemed to flip. For every ten strikes of Leonel's that hit air or were blocked by Talon, one slipped through, nicking across his skin and lacerating his

of Crafting,

echoed

shadows in the air that blotted out the skies. His blade seemed to be everywhere, a single strike seemingly