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.

to understand. It seemed that all the most powerful existences of the God Race had protections against this sort of Lineage Factor. Not just that, but they used

the infuriated aura of the True God. Just a single wisp could wipe him

But so what?

wasn't just a Fawkes. He had a mutated King's

"Piss off."

Life Tablet and suddenly it ripped

illusory humanoid wearing violet armor and having a body of wrapped

"My King!"

almost like its own personal slap across

roar peeled across

"LEONEL MORALES!"

these events, you'll learn not to speak

took a step and vanished, entirely ignoring the unprecedented aura. Behind him, Bracken rushed with his fastest speed, ignoring

in vain. His true body wasn't here, and the lingering attachments he had left were being eroded by the Anarchic Force and the

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 how much longer it

this, the Gods had sent back

The one time they stuck their necks out, choosing to do something they normally never would,

that they had changed that policy and chose to

was hard to not feel some sort of discontent. It was simply humanoid nature to blame a complicated problem on a single thing instead of taking in

this way, they still took

another. But being exposed as Leonel's partners just after he had been exposed to be related to the Northern Star Lineage

choice but to finally tell