Dimensional Descent

The red and violet in Leonel's eyes mixed into a single, uniform color that swirled like a nebula. When he roared, the skies shook and quaked.

At that moment, hundreds of Fallen God Beast corpses appeared around Leonel.

He grabbed at the air and souls, barely lingering and holding on, were ripped out of their bodies.

He held his spear out and the fierceness of his aura grew several times over.

At that moment, Leonel seemed to have returned to a state he had long since forgotten, a state of boundless fury, a state of uncaring lust for battle and blood that painted the skies above and shattered the earth below.

Assimilate.

The hundreds of souls surged into Leonel's spear and its aura grew again and again. Every split second seemed to come with a doubling of strength.

The world split at the seams, the healed fractures shattering once again.

The mountain that had collapsed around Leonel fell into a rain of ash and he burst into the skies in a pillar of blackened violet. Runes that exuded the air of untold majesty and ancient ancestry swirled on its surface.

And then focused.

The pillar shattered, its energy surging into Leonel's spear.

At that moment, a pair of dark gold halo-bracelets appeared around Leonel's wrists. Rather than shimmering with the beautiful gold of a Sovereignty, it had become a dense dark gold instead, thrumming with darkness and violence.

Then a rush of wind passed by and the world fell into silence.

the world, but they

were to the pulsing crimson cracks that scattered across his

the side of his eyes extended and glowed with a

Then, he moved.

his fury seemed to have been suppressed into the depths of his heart and

now, his spear had

but he had grown

to have reverted to a realm of absolute simplicity. His blade would cut through any and

spear was the king weapon of the battlefield, invincible within its range and powerful in its

felt the prowess of this Spear Force that had finally been unleashed into the world, she no longer raised the broken wine bottle,

BANG! BANG! BANG!

looked like a pair of mortals were duking it out in the middle of

other had a gaze of striking indifference, burying a cold, heartless fury in

simple and to the point,

his ten Stars, his King's Might all came out in wave after wave, a

another, violent wisps of Destruction pulsing with

using

like battling against the relentless waves of the ocean, as

absolutely relentless. It was as though he didn't know fatigue and with every

slipped out of its simplicity, covering the skies in twinkling jagged blades that looked like silver-black

it

he wasn't just eliciting concepts as simple as Swiftness or Heaviness any longer, but rather like every

of a snowy