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.

reminded her that

by far her

that her formation would be enough

PENG! PENG! PENG!

gold in the air,

and immediately abandoned

skies once again, but

and a Domain of Dream

never used her Ability Index. But since things had come to this, she

State Dream Force, and the golden feathers began to dance in a delicate

multiplied in the skies, going from short of a

world roared,

by this pink mist and he had a

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

panic in the slightest. Instead, he became frighteningly calm, so much so that the world seemed to become painted in black and white before his

eyes closed for but a moment before

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

Leonel began to reflect the scenes inside of his Ethereal Glabella, and the form

gently in the wind

a hole right through

sword ripped into his shoulder, almost taking

suffered, the colder

his neck. Had he not moved slightly, his entire

worse than what he

remained cold all the