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.

fissures remained on the world, but

hair had settled down. The only changes were to the pulsing crimson cracks

cracks coming out the side of his eyes extended and glowed with

Then, he moved.

spear thrust through the skies and his fury seemed to have been suppressed

now, his spear had always

but he had grown into an elite that caused the hearts of those who witnessed his blade dance

a realm of absolute simplicity. His blade would cut

the king weapon of the battlefield, invincible within its

of this Spear Force that had finally been unleashed

BANG! BANG! BANG!

looked like a pair of mortals were duking it

smile on their face and the other had a gaze of striking indifference, burying a cold, heartless fury in

spear simple and to the point, but swift and

all came out in wave after wave,

one another, violent

the Demoness wasn't directly confronting it. Instead, she was using tricks and Force Manipulation of impossible

the ocean, as though his every

didn't know fatigue and with every strike he levied, his stroke became purer and the sharpness

skies in twinkling jagged blades that looked

simplicity reached its extreme, it could easily

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

of