Dimensional Descent

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Leonel dodged and exchanged blows, the swiftness of his attacks and decision-making turning the ghoul Variant Invalid into a target for practice.

He was clearly weaker, and yet he always seemed to be ten steps ahead. He moved the moment he sensed a twitch of the muscle, and planned based on mere intentions of the mind and instinctual reactions he calculated.

It was like he could truly see the future, and that was because he somewhat could.

He now had a Higher Creation State Dream Force, and with his Sovereignty it wasn't much weaker than the usual Peak Creation State Dream Force. At this point, his Dream Force was firmly rooted in the First Dimension, and as such, things like distance and even time began to matter less and less to him.

The world to most people was a vast chasm of Existence, extending into infinity.

But to Leonel, it might as well have been just a single dimension, just a dot with no longitude, latitude, or depth... a place where even time seemed meaningless.

If his simulations weren't 100% yet, they were about as close to 100% as you could get.

Blade strikes began to litter the fused ghoul's body. It was an array of strikes beautiful in their execution and simple in their make.

Leonel's blade seemed to be everywhere and every-time. Like a cascading net falling like a waterfall, the array of colors was omnipresent and all-knowing.

The Variant Invalid was being suffocated at every turn.

Leonel's spearmanship had already lost the beauty that made one look at it in awe. The flashiness had been entirely stripped from its existence, and yet it still reeled the minds and thoughts of people into it.

the laminar flow of water. There wasn't a single droplet out of place, not one wasted. All of his strength was concentrated to

seen many spear experts in its life, it had even seen Gods of the Spear before... And yet, right now, no matter how it wracked its brains, it felt like Leonel was on a level all

Artistic Conception not

simply had not the slightest chance of winning. It could last three

Death.

like Leonel could, but rather that it had

of corpses? It had fought far bloodier battles than

moment, it raised its head to the skies and

immediately, and he had

a single beat, Leonel simply tapped his spear out and touched

moment, his Absolute Domain, that had fused to

a faint Spear Force began to accumulate on its surface, barely

least not without doing great harm to himself even with

least, he could now use

bit. But in terms of an area of effect, it was all the more devastating. And

ghoul was taken aback the moment he saw the faint Spear Force wisps. They floated around like fluttering butterflies, and yet every time they touched a rampaging Invalid,

of horror, no shocking bouts of pain. There was just silence

Force shredded apart

when the Variant Invalid felt its mind

in defending against Leonel's Dream Force, when in reality that

never lasted three days. But it had just given Leonel the exact vulnerability he