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 they

were to the pulsing

focused, the cracks coming out the side of his eyes extended and glowed with a fiercer

Then, he moved.

have been suppressed into the depths of his heart and then

now, his spear

a man who could only be said to be crude in the way of the spear, but he had grown into an elite

reverted to a realm of absolute simplicity. His blade would cut

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

felt the prowess of this Spear Force that had finally

BANG! BANG! BANG!

for a moment, it looked like a pair of mortals were duking it out in

a smile on their face and the other had a

and to the point, but swift and

in wave after wave, a cascade of Universal Force

one another, violent wisps of Destruction pulsing

directly confronting it. Instead, she was using tricks and

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

he was absolutely relentless. It was as though he didn't know fatigue and with every strike he levied, his stroke became purer and

skies in twinkling jagged blades that looked like silver-black

its extreme, it could easily become complexity once

to evolve once again, every strike carrying with it waves of Auspicious Air. It was as though he wasn't just eliciting

of a