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.

one wasted. All of his strength was

Spear before... And yet, right now, no matter

Artistic Conception not just into a single strike, but also

simply had not the

Death.

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

hadn't built their current strength through a sea of corpses? It had fought

moment, it raised its head

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

his spear out and touched the ground a

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

Force began to accumulate on its surface, barely

without doing

At the very least, he could now use his Absolute Domain to form wisps of it from the

would weaken his actual spear strikes a bit. But in terms of an area of effect, it was all the more devastating. And if it was an attack of the mind and

wisps. They floated around like fluttering

no shouts of horror, no shocking bouts of pain. There was

of this Spear Force shredded apart powerful beings as though they were nothing at

the Variant Invalid felt its

job in defending against Leonel's Dream Force, when in reality that was only what

it had just given