Dimensional Descent

Chapter 2865

BANG!

Fury burst through the surface of the water, looking toward Leonel seriously.

"Who are you?"

Leonel's response was a spear strike.

Fury's pupils constricted into pinholes, his body seizing. It felt like he was facing the simplest spear he had in his entire life, and yet it had blocked off all his paths of retreat.

He couldn't fathom how anyone could have such skill in the spear.

The Barbarian Race wasn't known for their skill to begin with. They focused on overwhelming power and used their omniscience to make up the gap.

However, that didn't mean they couldn't understand skill when they saw it..

And it also didn't mean that barbarianism wasn't its own type of skill... just in a different form.

Fury knew that he couldn't meet this strike. He immediately accelerated into a retreat.

Leonel's spear came to a stop just a meter from him, but blood still split his forehead in two, a shallow wound cracking open.

Leonel shook his head.

In truth, Leonel knew that his largest disadvantage in this world was the short time he had spent practicing.

Even back in the Dimensional Verse, he was always playing catch-up. Again and again, he came across people who had far more experience than himself.

He had only entered this world when he was 18 years old and it had been less than 10 years since then... at least in real time spent outside of Zones.

However, now he had suddenly clawed back 10 years and had spent much of the time diligently polishing his fundamentals.

much of the time. His

with a better understanding of how

these two things

be said that he had truly become a

flickered again,

continued to accelerate backward, trying to rush away, but every time another

every step Leonel took forward

humans

for their high talent, not a single one of the Barbarian Race

And it showed.

believe that anyone without

nothing else, just

here for a great

drawback of his new Dream Force path,

had put so much effort into Respecting the Barbarian Race that it

deny

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

piercing right through his chest and

mouthful of blood. "... have any

out his spear and chopped

who he had offended and what the consequences would be. He had had

of

He just didn't care.

With a stomp of his foot, the rest of the Natural Force Art was shattered and the currents

Race is finished...

his head and

he checked what the Life Tablet wanted him to do

randomly thought once before that the Spirituals and Human Race were far too similar. The difference only seemed to be a matter of soul, and it

he didn't expect that he was actually

Spirituals only required helping the humans to evolve. In fact, the two could be spoken

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