Dimensional Descent

Every one of Leonel's words was like another knife through Talon's heart. The Barbarian knew that Leonel was only speaking so much precisely to attack his psyche, but did it matter when it was true?

He still remembered Leonel's words from back then, and right now, he was being forced to face them again without even a chance to refute.

He couldn't even feel the pain in his chest. It wasn't greater than what the Regulator had done to him. And even if it had been, it wouldn't overcome what was in his heart.

His psyche had taken a great blow and his gaze became a bit vacant.

The vitality of a Barbarian Race existence was massive, probably even more than Leonel and his Life State Vital Star Force, even when his Northern Star Lineage Factor was taken into account.

As such, definitely the blade through his chest, Talon wasn't even close to dying, but did it matter?

BANG!

At that moment, the first of the enormous Force Arts shattered to pieces. Clearly, though their battle felt fast to the two of them, it had lasted quite a while.

At the same time, Dreadmaw didn't even quite know what he was looking at.

Did a human... just beat a Barbarian? Since when was such a thing possible?

Even for the geniuses amongst geniuses of the Mortal Races, existences that managed to become Gods in the end, such a feat was too impossibly rare.

It was one thing if it was a normal Barbarian, but for such a thing to happen to a clear genius like Talon? The Rapax couldn't even wrap his head around it.

However, these thoughts couldn't occupy his mind for long because a rush of energy began to fill the Ancient Battlefield.

A surge of Force rushed in and Anarchic Force began to clash against it to hold it back.

It had to be remembered the Zones were known as huge attractions to Invalids. Back on Earth, soon after the Metamorphosis, Leonel and Aina often had to fight off hoards of them in order to access Zones.

because of the Force they

it now, and on such a large scale, it wasn't just

just that

quite literally, create

weight of such a discovery left Leonel speechless. This

it wasn't

Arts was reaching a

BANG!

wave of

gaze flickered several

another level entirely. He felt that his comprehension of the Incomplete World was advancing by leaps

knew that this was

were still within, were protected by several more Barbarians, and there was also the protective gateway

only way forward was

and

in a rush to move as the third Natural Force Art was

that he was worried about all this

place? He didn't seem to have had time to

seemed

an attempt to

so quickly. Nor would they expect him to have Anastasia and be capable of finding their

a mission taken on by the upper

was just

just be able to beat up

he wanted this victory, he wouldn't have to just force

the Barbarian Race itself into

was could only be said to be on another level entirely. In

Leonel slowly exhaled.