Dimensional Descent

The Fallen God Beasts had scattered, running in five different directions. In the blink of an eye, they had already crossed over a hundred kilometers, and with a sway of their tail, a flap of their wings or a slash from their claws, they were prepared to cross another hundred in an instant.

But that was when the skies and the earth connected.

Their bodies froze, and the devastation below them erupted before it was even clear what had happened to them.

Above them, the clouds dispersed in a whirlwind of spiraling whites.

Below them, a hole as smooth as ice had appeared, as though it had been perfectly sculpted by an artisan rather than the result of a spear strike.

And then blood rained.

The strike was exactly the same for all five. A spear descended, running right through their skulls and exiting out the bottom of their jaws.

Even long after the spear had vanished, space around the region cracked and distorted as though a black hole had been formed. If one got too close, it would even feel as though time was being dilated and your body was quickly entering an event horizon.

The beasts collapsed to the ground, and the world released a mournful wail.

Leonel took long, heaving breaths.

Just now, he had struck out horizontally, yet his blade came down from above. He only struck out once, yet five thrusts had manifested. He pierced out in one instant, yet his strike seemed to have landed at the exact same time.

If this wasn't the pinnacle of spearmanship, it was close. And there were likely only a few people in all of Existence who could strike as beautifully.

Leonel lowered his spear and casually swung it to the side. The ground below him had a curving arc drawn through it, and his aura seemed to deflate at that moment.

his own Forces. But it seemed that there was no way to escape that sort

Forces had

followed the same path, and he found it incredibly easy to translate the understanding of

through at the same time wasn't just because it was unsatisfied with being left

his palm, and he

huh? I

much about it until the end of the battle. As usual, though, the Life Tablet was able to give him an answer.

at the

The Hourglass.

was the name. There was nothing else to it than that, and Leonel was sure that he had seen it

curled. 'One day I'll carve the name of something I created up

that it elevated one's state of being. If you fused with a strong enough God Armament, it might be even better than forming a Dharma in

for only the strongest of God Armaments. And, just because you could

hadn't fused with the hourglass. That's because his body, regardless of how strong

to see the state of Leonel after he finished his Divine Armor this time around to know that if one's foundations weren't great enough, a God Armament

about all of this, and that was the fact one of a God Armament's characteristics, the fusing with the body and the elevation of

eerily similar to the

it, the Morales Divine Armor

treasure, and then fuse

say with confidence that the Morales were the only existences capable of

this didn't fill him with pride, but rather coldness. His gaze flashed with

it? It seemed that every aspect of his life

had broken that

God Armament, that's because God Armaments had to