Dimensional Descent

A violent whirlwind of golden blades suddenly appeared around Leonel and shredded into his shoulders and torso.

He indifferently blinked away, his body stepping around the void and continuing his rain of arrows.

On Minerva's side, an arrow cut into her cheek as she tilted her head to the side, but she remained unmoved.

Their cold gazes met, and lightning seemed to spark.

At that moment, Leonel made a bold move. Moving across space, he continuously fired arrows, each one capable of razing mountains to the ground.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

He released three world-ending arrows, each one targeting a specific location of the formation of swords.

In that moment, Minerva's expression changed because she felt the Natural Force Art suddenly let out a wild jolt of energy and she lost control for a brief instant.

In that brief moment, Leonel had already stepped across the skies and released another arrow.

It appeared before her in the blink of an eye, and she had no choice but to wave her sword to block it. However, that action caused her own formation to go even more wildly out of control.

The golden feathers scattered and Minerva realized it would take her at least three seconds to fuse them back into a formation. That was only a few blinks to mortals, but to existences like them, she could die dozens of times over in that span.

Without a choice, she could only abandon the formation for now and begin a slow and impassioned defense while she brought the feathers back in line. At this pace, it would take her at least ten seconds.

But Leonel was relentless.

First, he had proven to her that he could just as easily match her with a bow.

now he reminded her that in

by far

she assume that her formation

PENG! PENG! PENG!

three gorgeous arcs of gold in the air, swatting away dozens of

and immediately abandoned

the skies once again, but this time not in a

head and a Domain of Dream Force spread

the start, Minerva had never used her Ability Index. But since things had come

Sovereign Middle Creation State Dream Force, and the golden feathers

a thousand to several tens of

world roared, and they

had a hard time telling up from down

some sort, but that knowledge didn't help him when the opponent's Dream Force strength was so far above

slightest. Instead, he became frighteningly calm, so much so

rush of majesty came from him as his eyes closed for but

behind him trembled, and the diamond pressed to his forehead glowed with a

form of the Mage Core,

gently in the wind just

sword suddenly pierced through Leonel's gut, ripping a hole right through him, but he

just as another golden feather sword ripped into

he suffered, the colder

flashed by, cutting half of his neck. Had he not moved slightly, his entire head

a few moments, Leonel was in an injured state, even worse than what he had experienced at the hands of the elder

remained cold all