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.

get so severely injured, and certainly not by his own Forces. But it seemed that there was no way to escape that

Weapon Forces had become even

the same path, and he found it

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

his palm, and he

Armament, huh? I wonder what that

As usual, though, the Life Tablet was able to give him an answer. In fact, it

the

The Hourglass.

name. There was nothing else to it than that, and Leonel was sure

of something I created up there with dad's Self

the like in the sense that it elevated one's state of being. If you fused with a strong enough God Armament, it might be even

only the strongest of God Armaments. And, just because you could attempt to fuse with one

because his body, regardless of how strong it was, would

around to know that if one's foundations weren't great enough, a God Armament would at best be useless to you, and at

be interesting about all of this, and that was the fact one of

to the

Morales Divine Armor was the only method of its kind that he

create a treasure, and

with

but rather coldness. His gaze

the Demoness, wasn't it? It seemed that every aspect

his father had

Armament, that's because