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!

skill, his wrists trembling after every attack, but the smile slowly fading from his eyes as his mind began to

hammer and closed the distance. Taking advantage of the range, he flashed

one weapon with an exceptionally long pole arm,

hammer at Leonel's arm, imagining the scene of

hardly reacted to this at all. His arm flashed with Light Force and Talon swung through

the momentum of his swing hammer to likewise pivot to

BANG! BANG! BANG!

but what was shocking to those that could barely follow was that neither seemed to be

on a different tier

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

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

have to put a great amount of skill into his attacks because he could rely on his race's clairvoyance to bolster

the ultimate warrior, with wild strength and

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

not for the suppression of the Regulator, this would

this clairvoyance, though...

was because he felt that his

instinct, and the other was

the runes that covered the Barbarian Race and incorporated

his Dream

a step forward, and a crown bloomed above his head as

said this once before..."

and an incomplete Natural Force Art bloomed with every step

that hit air or were blocked by Talon, one slipped through,

of Crafting,

voice echoed

everywhere, a single strike seemingly capable