Dimensional Descent

Chapter 2968 Meaningless

A twin pair of wings that looked like cracked space and severed reality appeared on Shan'Rae's back. At the same time, her scythe shrank but became more deadly all at once. Her attacks became swifter, space began to suppress and form a Domain around Leonel, all while the scent of death lingered more and more fiercely.

Leonel indifferently countered everything, his spear moving with the fluidity of a swordfish in the sea. Every strike was firm and precise, and while the air seemed to implode where their blades collided, Leonel was never the reason. His blade was controlled too precisely, too perfectly.

"[Resonate Hum]." Shan'Rae's voice echoed as a pair of silvery-black spinning cyclones appeared behind her wings.

Large amounts of Force began to hammer toward her as though they couldn't rush forward fast enough, and Leonel was even beginning to sense the barrier the golden key had put up wavering as it was forced to allow this Force in.

At the same time, he felt that every time the air exploded, Shan'Rae took that borrowed force, fed it into those silvery-black cyclones, and then fed it into her own attack.

The longer the battle went on, the more energy she gathered, and the more her strength increased.

It was such a profound level of spatial control that even Leonel felt impressed. If things continued like this, he would find that even if his will wanted to continue, his arms would no longer be able to hold themselves up.

He wasn't surprised in the slightest.

The Void Race's heritage should be deeper than any he had ever come in contact with. Whatever abilities they had would certainly be amplified to the greatest extent with their techniques, and this [Resonate Hum] was just one of them.

Her power continued to increase, and Leonel found his wrists shaking and quaking so much that he was having a hard time maintaining his control. If he took the time to re-establish his hold, by then, Shan'Rae's next attack would come. But if he didn't take time to stabilize his blade, then his next attack would be duller and less precise.

The scythe's strikes came in a relentless avalanche. It was clear that Shan'Rae had already realized that she was no match for Leonel in terms of weapon control and skill. So she abandoned any thought of trying to compete with him in that realm, instead choosing the most violent and brute force approach she could. Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

And at this point, with the strength of her body and the potency of her Forces, it was working.

gaze

Swift.

suddenly doubled, and

BANG! BANG! BANG!

steps back, but she didn't feel perturbed, the cyclones behind her spinning faster. At the same time, she flapped her wings, sending a

a hand off his spear and faced a palm

wildly and collapsed out of Shan'Rae's control. They touched one another and began to explode one after

of what was happening around

of four, took shape and spun like blades. Soon, it looked as though she was being protected by mirrors of reflective space, all while attacking with that very same

same time, and

was on another level compared to Willowyn. However, she was

getting them to be stripped

space here was his

rotating wings out of the way. He sensed his spear crack, but he was entirely indifferent to it

step, he

the

blood seemed to drain from his face at once, but the calmness in his

of this impossibly clearly, so much

her Internal Sight. And when she tried to use space

not sure whether to pull down her defenses

when it

He hadn't disappeared.