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.

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

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,

its simplicity. It compressed a complex Artistic

the wounds began to accumulate across the fused ghoul's body, it realized that in this situation, it simply had not the slightest chance of winning. It could

Death.

wasn't that it could predict the future like Leonel could, but

sea of corpses? It had fought far bloodier battles

raised its head to the skies and unleashed

remained indifferent. He knew what the call was immediately, and he had already expected it.

simply tapped his spear out and touched the

had fused to the very tip of his

on its surface, barely coming together, and yet carrying a heart-shuddering

yet, at least not without doing great harm to himself even with the support of

he had been before. At the very least, he could now use his Absolute Domain to form wisps of

weaken his actual spear strikes a bit. But in terms of an area of effect, it was

saw the faint Spear Force wisps. They floated around like

no screams, no shouts of horror, no shocking bouts

this Spear Force shredded apart

Variant Invalid felt

against Leonel's Dream Force, when in reality that was only what Leonel wanted it

days. But it had just given