Dimensional Descent

The ashen land of blood that had formed beneath their feet trembled, and ten Stars appeared behind Leonel.

Every time he attacked, he seemed to have made another breakthrough, and another surge of power followed it up.

It was suffocating to the point that Willowyn couldn't help but remember that pair of eyes that had shaken up the entirety of Existence.

There was a reason she had reacted so fiercely to those streaks of crimson lightning. That was because she recognized them well, though she had never seen them personally.

It was said that beyond everything, beyond the Northern Star, and beyond even those limits, there was nothing but a land of Destruction where primordial chaos reigned.

In that region, there was a hierarchy of energy, one that started from the lowest forms of Destruction and rose up to the very highest.

The lowest form was a smoldering wisp of smoke that looked like the dying embers of a flame.

The next form was a crimson fog, one that looked almost like paprika dancing into the wind after being blown away.

The next form beyond that was the very same Crimson Lightning that she had just seen, a form of Destruction so severe and heart-rending that it was the first of its kind that couldn't be sampled.

There were samples of the smoldering smoke and the crimson fog in the Sylvan Race's stores. But as far as Willowyn knew, no one but the Pluto had managed to catch a wisp of this blood lightning.

And now, she was seeing it right before her eyes, a form of Destruction that only the rarest of Void Beasts should have been able to use.

But worse than that, barely after she had gotten over its form, she saw the next.

a match in Heaven and were then sparked by the crimson lightning, they formed the first level of

Prometheus Flames.

another step forward and his Destruction World trembled. His eyes caught fire, and every step he took looked like a meteor falling from the

bits and pieces of flaming mirrors. Willowyn had just been about to activate her Ability Index, but

bestowed by Existence... but if you were in Leonel's world, what right did you have to

Ability Indexes or Universal Force, in his world... you didn't have the right

BANG! BANG! BANG!

were torn through Willowyn's defenses. These three thrusts were even closer to her main body, and the fiery glow of her eyes dimmed. Her fury couldn't seem

the world itself was forced to obey beneath Leonel's

Leonel other than an Incomplete World. In

shredded apart with much faster speeds than she could create them. The world shuddered around her, and she coughed up

of meters separated her and Leonel, and yet she could see those cold and indifferent

her life, and more violent than any meteor. They saw through any and all things, and with singular strokes, he destroyed everything that she could

was near nil. With her overwhelming talent and power coming up with nothing to give, all she could do was slap out

It was all useless.

"Pierce."

was akin to a layered

voices began to echo, a Natural Force Art appeared

air, through space, through