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.

remembered that he was quite aimless for much of the time. His father hadn't given him [Final Destruction] until after his death, so he had been flying blind on

had done so with a better understanding of how to progress and what this world expected

two things came

that he had truly become a

wrist flickered again, and then

backward, trying to rush away, but

every step Leonel took

of humans shone

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

And it showed.

point, beneath the God Realm, Leonel didn't believe that anyone without a Creation

nothing else, just

great battle, only

drawback of his new

effort into Respecting the Barbarian

couldn't deny that he had

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

pause, piercing right through

up a mouthful of blood. "... have

out his spear and chopped his head

and what the consequences would be.

well aware of

He just didn't care.

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

the Cloud Race is finished... Revive

shook his

what the Life Tablet wanted him to do to solve the latter, he almost couldn't believe

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

expect that he was

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