Dimensional Descent

Leonel took a breath and shook his head.

"You're messing with me, right?" He laughed.

"Maybe a little." Aina grinned.

The both of them knew that Aina wasn't actually lying. She truly did need so much. It was just that they could both come up with methods of making up for it.

For example, what if they caught Gods alive and then continuously bled them? That way, you could get a lot more out of a single body rather than having to kill continuously.

Of course, it would take resources to keep them healed up and producing, but it was still far easier than just killing them.

At the same time, as for quality, there were many methods of improving on the quality of blood. Leonel wasn't aware of them, but wasn't this precisely Aina's expertise?

Even if it was Leonel alone, he would just take the crude path of forcefully raising someone's constitution to the God Realms and then taking it from there.

"You can stay here, then," Leonel said.

"Where are you going?" Aina asked, feeling a bit hesitant. She wanted to fight by his side as well. She just didn't expect this to suddenly happen. This was her best chance to grasp the inspiration she had.

Unlike Leonel, she couldn't just revert back to a previous mental state even with her Clairvoyance. She had to grasp it here and now.

"It's about time I start unleashing some true carnage," Leonel said softly, looking into the distance. "Plus, my wife needs to be fed. I need to go on a little bit of a spree."

Aina frowned away her laugh, trying to be serious.

"It's going to be dangerous. I could tell immediately that they don't like the fact I killed a Celestial Terra. Their reaction was... not normal."

nodded and turned away to

it. They should be more worried about what

said

**

appeared in the world

of flames. The clouds were like dancing embers, the ground felt somehow both solid and ethereal, and even the plants looked as though they were burning down, while still maintaining their form and

world of Fire and Leonel felt its presence more clearly now than he ever had

the Fire Element so clearly,

At home.

good place to start a

Leonel found

he was

the fact that they had found him already meant that the moment he stepped out of

strength of a Demi-God Race could truly not be

called

shoulder. By now, the little guy was maybe not so little, being a meter in length. But compared to other

with a smile. But there was something particularly eerie about this smile.

his skin as though it

than other Races of the same level. Beasts clearly have their own

against a Creation

flick of its tail, the white, leather-skinned creature had already crossed dozens of kilometers. Leonel could already smell its

cyclone of flames. He clasped it in his palms and

BANG!