Dimensional Descent

Chapter 2964 Superfluous

Half a month later, Leonel opened his eyes, a newfound sharpness gleaming in them. With a wave of his hand, a hovering key fell into his palm, now whole and perfect. A swirl of ash appeared in his hands, and the key vanished, entering his Destruction World. With a step, he too vanished. It was about time he unleashed some real carnage.

...

Leonel appeared high above the skies of the Dwarven Race. News that the army had been destroyed had likely already circulated, so he had come back to ensure that their side was still holding up. However, he found no army waiting for him. He scanned the region, his eyes narrowing.

"Interesting."

Leonel took a step and vanished into the void once again.

...

Leonel's steps were slow and deliberate. This time, he didn't seem to be speeding himself up with spatial laws at all. Rather, he was calm, collected, and indifferent to everything. He strolled through the world as though he wasn't the most wanted criminal in Existence. His almost frank casualness was ingrained into the minds of all those who saw him.

It had been a while since he was such a wanted man. He still remembered when Shield Cross Stars wanted to hunt him down. But in truth, he had never really experienced what that felt like. They didn't have the ability to lock onto him from countless light-years away, and so he didn't even have to disguise himself to slip from their jurisdiction. He literally just had to enter a new star system.

This time, escape wasn't nearly so easy. There was likely not a single region in all of Existence that could house him. If his Dream Force didn't become powerful enough, any Ancestor-level figure with a Dream Force Dharma could find him with enough time unless he kept constant guard and vigilance or spent the rest of his life in the Segmented Cube.

But right now, he wasn't even bothering to hide himself. Not only that, but he was in the Demi-God Realm, where even Gods were far less suppressed than they would be otherwise. In fact, even his aura was leaking out in waves.

of all its moisture, and space trembled and cracked. But Leonel himself didn't seem to

more than a tranquil lake in the depths

Leonel looked up.

moment, the skies seemed to be filled to the brim with Void Race experts. Their momentum was frightening, and just

one worth caring about. A few of them had the auras of real Gods, but when compared to the likes of Willowyn, Bracken, or even Minerva and Elysium, they

felt like a shame he even

deal with them

they seemed about to speak, a large dark gold key appeared in Leonel's hands. He didn't even

to split in two by

frontline Void Race members only had time to

another, the

continued to walk into the distance, his gait just as steady as before. It wasn't until long after he had already left the region that

their waists. Then, as though they were erased by the

grow heavier and heavier with every move that he made, and the depths of the calm

Race army appeared,

appeared moments later, and they were slaughtered

sacrificing themselves to make sure he stayed here, trying to delay him to ensure that

Leonel had

the two Sylvans weren't enough to satisfy him. He wanted the God Realm to fear him, to think twice about sending anyone down here at all. He