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.

a single droplet out of place, not one wasted. All of his strength was concentrated to the tip of his spear and it exploded out all at

yet, right now, no matter

simplicity. It compressed a complex Artistic Conception not just into a single strike, but also onto a

body, it realized that in this situation, it simply had not the slightest chance of winning. It could last three days in this battle, but the conclusion

Death.

could predict the future like Leonel could, but rather that it had too much battle

It had fought far bloodier battles than

head to the skies

knew what the call was immediately, and he had already expected it. The

tapped his spear out and touched the

his Absolute Domain, that had fused to the very tip of his spear,

its surface, barely

at least not without doing

he had been before. At the very least, he could now use his

of effect, it was all the more devastating. And if it was

saw the faint Spear Force wisps. They floated around

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

Spear Force shredded apart powerful beings as though they

was when the Variant Invalid felt its

thought that all this while it was doing a good job in defending against Leonel's Dream Force, when

had just given Leonel the exact