Dimensional Descent

Leonel rushed out, only to find a scene that left him floored. His heart sank to the bottom of an endless abyss, beating so fast that it thrummed like thunder in the air.

The bodies of his brothers lay scattered, splintered, and strewn across distances hundreds of kilometers apart.

Deep trenches and collapsed mountains lay in their wake, and looking at them now, it was hard to tell if they were even dead or alive. They were missing many limbs, their blood formed long lines in the dirt and grass, and their consciousnesses seemed to have long since collapsed.

Even if they weren't dead, it seemed that they weren't far off from it. What happened? He had only been gone for a few minutes at worst, and he had given his everything to recovering.

Even if his brothers weren't a match for Flaura, things shouldn't have ended this way. They most certainly should have been able to hold out, or else he wouldn't have dared to even step foot into the Segmented Cube in the first place.

His worry before had been because he hated the lack of control he had over the situation, but it wasn't to the point of feeling despair for them.

But now...

Leonel's head turned, and he looked toward where he sensed Flaura, but his pupils trembled.

She stood with a broken blade in her chest. In one hand, there was a whip, and in the other, there was a broken wine bottle.

It looked as though she was finished, and yet she continued to stand there as though she could continue to do so into infinity.

That was when she looked up.

The first thing Leonel saw were her eyes, and almost the same instant he did, he felt as though a blade was running through his chest instead.

Because he would never forget those eyes.

Those weren't Flaura's eyes.

he had seen when he had to watch his

the eyes

suddenly reached a towering peak. He forgot about his shock and trepidation, a violent air

body cracked like fragmented glass, veins of crimson red appearing in the fissures. At that moment, the faint redness that had

now that Leonel understood

there ever since he almost failed to awaken his Metal Synergy Lineage Factor, back when he still called it that. His failure had caused a wisp of redness to appear in the midst of a beautiful violet. Every time he was enraged, it flared up as though

beginning, it should have been obvious to

only

essence

BANG!

around

glue holding him together. His eyes were painted red, and he grabbed at the air, forming a spear

with a

near as smooth. It looked instead like a fissure in space,

boiled

[Star Fusion: King's Might].

wrapped around his spear, and as though a blackened purple nebula had exploded from inside of him, the

as it had with his bow, his spear blade was suddenly guided by

slightest. The violence in his chest was all concentrated into a single point. Everywhere it passed, it ripped everything to shreds. Before an attack of this level,

yet, wielding Flaura's body, the Demoness just continued

broken wine bottle as though wanting to use it as