Dimensional Descent

Leonel's momentum was undying and extended into infinity.

After he killed the first elder, it was like his spear began to tremble with hunger and greed. Having tasted the blood of a supreme expert once, it wanted to taste it again.

The pressure on him plummeted at first, but then it seemed to multiply. This wasn't only because these old fossils suddenly felt a true threat to their life, but also because of the logistics of the battle.

Leonel's size, when compared to them, was quite literally an ant to a human. They were too large.

Trying to fight in the skies like this when Leonel was just a small target was part of the reason Leonel had been able to continuously find flaws in their battle style.

The moment one of them fell, not only did their fury rise and their sense of seriousness become heightened, but it was also one less large body in the skies to contend again.

Leonel sensed the pressure on him increase, but it was as though he hadn't noticed at all.

The cold sharpness in his gaze remained. Wounds continuously appeared on his body and blood mixed with his sweat, falling to the ground like meteors.

And yet, his bearing only seemed to grow more and more profound.

"Die."

The word resonated with the world once again. It slashed across the world and the skies darkened as though even Blackstar's black fog wasn't menacing enough.

A Celestial Ember was split in two, a mournful cry echoing through the skies.

The pressure increased on Leonel once again, and roars bombarded him.

An invisible sphere of influence formed around him, repelling the furious sound waves. He stood high in the skies, and as his spear drew across the clouds, the power of worlds seemed to fuse into him.

most philosophical discussion surrounding it in Earth's history, it wouldn't be a plant

The mustard seed.

the world,

he could to fix the situation with his

he was willing to give up on one of them, his

and neither one of them was willing

his body was far worse than anything his Scarlet

Leonel honed his Domain again and again, causing it to reach a point where it could wield the world around him as though everything was Spear

there was a level beyond this,

made in ten years, he had never had

what it was he was doing here, and sure, he did have

reality was that he needed to

had countless ideas and breakthroughs swimming around in his mind, but his Ability Index couldn't organize and consolidate them unless

he was concerned, these Ancestors were

when he stood there, high in the skies, his Absolute Spear Domain whirling around him and blocking off the sound waves, his cold eyes seemed to go entirely

became like the void and all

tremble and shatter past a

tip of his spear seemed to

as though not wanting to be left behind, his Bow

body trembled, and his

was elevated once, then twice

wasn't just about gaining a powerful external card. There was a reason that even without eliciting the help

complete change in foundation, as though the body

display the power of his Forces, but it also didn't seem to matter