Dimensional Descent

Leonel was hit by a wave of nostalgia when he entered the Ma'at Bubble for the first time in so long. Even if it wasn't for the fact it had been 10 years inside the Zone, it had still been over a year in the outside world.

But with that realization came a reminder of a memory that still filled him with fury.

He hadn't forgotten how the Spirituals had tried to use his wife as the fall-guy for their issues.

He wasn't sure what had happened since then...

But he also didn't give a damn.

This time, he didn't hide his presence. Instead, he strolled into Spiritual territory boldly.

BANG!

Leonel stretched out a foot and shattered the gates to the Spiritual Race palace.

He was too fast, and his actions were too sudden. No one could have expected that a human would appear here and cause trouble to this level and fashion.

Although it had been a year, too many knew the fact of Leonel and Aina. When they understood who it was had appeared, they were even more shocked.

"HALT!"

Leonel didn't even bring out his spear. He punched out several times and a silence fell. There were no whistling winds, no claps of thunder. It was like his fist wind had suddenly teleported across space, appearing before the chests of the Spirituals and shattering their chests.

single one managing to withstand even

was thrown into chaos. No one could have expected for something like this to

unlike the secluded Dwarven Race. They were so confident in their power that they didn't put up barriers to anyone coming to their worlds and usually there was only a minor check for fierce

a terrorist to suddenly appear

could only chuckle while nodding in appreciation.

they were too weak. It seemed that they still weren't taking him very

and imposing, and they even seemed to have treasures capable of allowing their powers to resonate, but too many of them were in the Seventh and Eighth Dimensions, the best only had Impetus

were they facing,

through the flaw in the formation before it was even formed. The Force Arts in

the skies shattered into countless pieces. The shards fell from the skies, and the backlash cracked their armor,

one of the Knights spit up a mouthful of blood and fainted, their Nodal Pathways

but in a situation where a Force Art was linking the power of so many, these knights had had no option but

so poorly, but facing Leonel who had grasped their weakness perfectly, and

to stop Leonel and Aina

their formation and cauldrons of blazing flames filled the skies, and yet the difference was little. With just as much ease, Leonel crushed them. If there was any

"It's you-!"

looked up and saw a familiar human. It was the very same man who had overseen the previous farce. Honestly, Leonel

in his left, and his right balled

but just like every time before, there wasn't

arm became

BANG!

the collision. To his surprise, the old man had managed to

Sort of.