Dimensional Descent

If not for the Sylvans, much of the information about Leonel wouldn't have already spread so far. They were the only ones capable of seeing through him so easily, and it had only made Leonel's situation all the worse.

Now, there was one camping outside of his world as though he was eager to capitalize on his situation even more.

Leonel was already pissed off to an extreme. Seeing this, he was even more infuriated.

He remembered words he had said a long time ago... there would come a time when people heard the Morales name and quaked in fear...

In that case, he would kill, and kill, and kill... not until they feared, but until he alone was satisfied.

Bracken's screams rang out as he tried to rip himself out of the ground, but it was already too late. The moment he appeared before Leonel in such a precarious situation, he was already finished. He had no one but himself to blame for underestimating the human race so much.

BANG!

The Sylvan's heart exploded, and Leonel's gaze blazed with a fierce violet light.

"[Arise]!"

He felt his own soul shudder when he grasped Bracken's soul. There was actually a layer of protection left there.

Almost the moment he began his attempt, an infuriated roar echoed.

"FAWKES SCUM!"

A tree with bark of blackened ash rose up and out of Bracken's body. It carried an aura no less heart-shuddering than the Ancestor that Leonel had seen come and protect Shan'Rae. But clearly, this time, they were here to protect Bracken instead.

powerful existences of the God Race had protections against this sort of Lineage Factor. Not just that, but they used it as a method

the True God. Just a single wisp could wipe

But so what?

a Fawkes. He had a mutated King's Might Lineage Factor...

"Piss off."

the Life Tablet and suddenly it ripped Bracken's

illusory humanoid wearing violet armor and having a body of wrapped

"My King!"

almost like its

infuriated roar peeled across

"LEONEL MORALES!"

name. And after these events, you'll

with his

lingering attachments he had left were being eroded

only echo aimlessly, but Leonel had already disappeared into the distance, stepping into the void and crossing across

...

Race wasn't good. Their formation was still holding up, but it was hard to tell

this, the Gods had sent back a message that left them

necks out, choosing to do something they

that they had changed that policy and chose to take a different

of discontent. It was simply humanoid nature to blame a complicated problem on a single thing instead of taking in the whole picture and accepting part of the blame or

way, they still took a breath

being exposed as Leonel's partners just after

but to finally tell Lumielle the whole