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

had settled down. The only changes were to the

out the side of his eyes extended and glowed with a

Then, he moved.

been suppressed into the depths of

his spear had

started as a man who could only be said to be crude in the way of the spear, but he had grown into an elite that caused the hearts of those who witnessed his blade dance to

he seemed to have reverted to a realm of absolute simplicity. His blade

the battlefield, invincible within its range

the Demoness controlling Flaura's body saw this blade and felt the prowess of this Spear Force that had finally been unleashed into the world, she no longer raised the broken wine

BANG! BANG! BANG!

were dull and for a moment, it looked like a pair of mortals were duking it out in the middle

the other had a gaze

and to the point, but swift

King's Might all came out in wave after wave, a cascade of

of one another, violent

she was using tricks and Force Manipulation of impossible quality to

against her felt like battling against the relentless waves of the ocean, as though his every strike was being

was as though he didn't know fatigue and with every

out of its simplicity, covering the skies

it could

of Auspicious Air. It was as though he wasn't just eliciting concepts as simple as Swiftness

of a snowy