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

mind it. They should be more worried about what my

he said

**

appeared in the world

the ground felt somehow both

its presence more clearly now than he ever had

truly never sensed the Fire Element so

At home.

place to start a

and Leonel found that his

was very

hide herself quite well, so the fact that they had found him already meant that

of a Demi-God Race could truly not

Leonel called out

on Leonel's shoulder. By now, the little guy was maybe not so little,

a smile. But there was something particularly eerie about this smile. It didn't reach his eyes at all

pressing against his skin as though it might be ripped away beneath the might of the roaring

be far more powerful than other Races of the same

than what he would feel if he had been up against a Creation State expert.

crossed dozens of kilometers. Leonel could already smell its acrid breath and the descent of

swirled to life in a cyclone of flames. He clasped it in his palms and

BANG!