Dimensional Descent

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.

for much of the time. His father hadn't given him [Final Destruction] until after

time, but he had done so with a better understanding of

these two things

be said that he had truly

flickered again,

away, but every time another hole would appear in his

walked down, and every step Leonel

Zone, the advantage of humans shone so

for their high talent, not a single one of the Barbarian Race members Leonel had come across had a Creation

And it showed.

anyone without a Creation State Force could withstand more than a few blows from

nothing else, just

had come here for a great battle, only to

was the drawback of his new Dream

much effort into Respecting the Barbarian Race that it

he couldn't deny

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

piercing right

you..." Fury coughed up a mouthful of blood.

his spear and chopped his head

he had offended and what the consequences would be. He

of who he

He just didn't care.

at the waters. With a stomp of his foot, the rest of the Natural Force Art was shattered

Cloud Race is finished... Revive

his head and

to do to solve the latter, he almost couldn't believe

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 was also in large part because of this

he didn't expect that he was

required helping the humans to evolve. In