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.

it had to be remembered that he was quite aimless for much of the time. His

only regained so much time, but he had done so with a better understanding of how to progress and what this world

two things came to

could only be said that he had truly

flickered again,

away, but every time another hole would appear

was walked down, and every step Leonel took

this Zone, the advantage of humans shone

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

And it showed.

didn't believe that anyone without a Creation State Force could withstand more than a few blows

there's nothing else,

great

of his new Dream Force path, it

effort into Respecting the Barbarian Race that it seemed he had

couldn't deny

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

right through his

up a mouthful of blood. "... have any

his spear and chopped his head

offended and what the consequences would be. He

of

He just didn't care.

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

Cloud Race is finished... Revive

shook his head

Life Tablet wanted him to do to solve the latter,

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

didn't expect that he was actually

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