Dimensional Descent

Leonel's body shuddered, and at that moment, his Destruction Sovereignty became layered in two, reaching beyond the Gold Grade and entering the Life Grade. Soaring past that, then entering a new Grade altogether.

One that Leonel could only call the Self Grade.

It was a road of his own choosing, one that allowed both paths of a Sovereignty to exist as one.

And as for why he could do that...

Wasn't it because he had two perfect and whole Scarlet Star Force Innate Nodes?

BOOM!

Fire Sovereignty poured out from Leonel in waves. His red-gold flames became a solid, striking gold without the slightest hints of impurities.

Once again, it was two complete forms.

The both of them soared upward, and a dazzling crown appeared above Leonel's head.

At that moment, Leonel had perfectly formed four Sovereignties, and yet unlike his Spear and Bow Force, they were in perfect balance with one another.

With one wave, he would create a world.

With another, he could wipe it out.

The world shook and quaked around him, and by this point, the strongest experts of the world had long been alerted that there was something wrong.

Leonel raised his head slowly, feeling the power coursing through his body.

but in a particularly full kind of way, rather than a stuffed sort of

humanity, but hadn't gone even a step further. If he consumed any more, it was either he would need a breakthrough, or he would die and his soul would shatter and scatter like ash in

feeling that

it means

so much that his body

rushing toward him,

his hand, all the flames in the world seemed

worlds, volcanoes erupted, scorching temperature descended, and even stars expanded as though they

took a step

You actually dare

back, armies of Invalids looked prepped and ready for

was truly astonishing, but what was even more astonishing was that there were several Ninth Dimensional existences among them, as though the limits of the

was because he had already sensed that this

here any longer because it was just fine with its Destruction. In another few thousand years, this Incomplete World would collapse beneath its own weight, and then all these Invalids would go to

sickness that would spread wherever they went. Insatiable and

was the reality of

bother to speak to

his hands like a whip. It slashed out once and thousands of Invalids died in droves, but in truth, it was just

held out his arm. It concentrated into a radiant golden spear, emitting

took a step

and the world shuddered. Another

motes of light, and yet their companions only looked greedily

however, saw a different sight

could feel the push and pull of the world, a struggle that superseded what could be seen with the naked eye and existed on a plane that even the Gods

in

the darkness,