Dimensional Descent

"Only Nature is Eternal."

She spoke these words in a voice as sweet as honey and as delicate as dew. And yet, the God Runes that were still merging into the Demi-God Realm reacted just as fiercely nonetheless.

BANG!

Evergreen's palm struck out and met Leonel's spear. There was a slight struggle before the spear light was shredded to pieces.

A yin and yang sort of energy became like pestle and mortar, grinding down against all the energies of the world.

Evergreen sat in a lotus position in the middle of these two floating wooden structures.

These two were the halves of her Idol, a rare Dual Idol.

The lotuses in her eyes suddenly stopped rotating as though they had just snapped into place. At the same time, a great amount of hair-raising danger flooded Leonel's senses, but his reaction seemed as though he didn't notice at all.

The Constellation high in the skies above him suddenly moved. It stretched out a hand and plucked at the stars, drawing two fingers, pressed together, in an arc that formed the body of a bow. Its second hand moved toward the middle of the bow's body and the strings of the universe played a heavenly tune that formed the bowstring.

A lance-arrow was drawn that focused its attention on Evergreen.

Leonel didn't want a long, drawn-out battle. He had come here for victory.

God or not.

She would have to fall beneath his blade.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

into it, spreading out its tendrils as the half-formed

spear arched through the

erupted. Leonel's spear moved with the grace of someone who had experienced thousands of battles, and the palms of Evergreen seemed as endless as Nature itself, ever-present, ever-existing,

honor. He remembered a time when he knew the exact number, and he knew that he could have continued to know the exact number had he continued to

to be able to stand here today. But that wasn't a badge of honor. He remembered

But he hadn't.

It was because he didn't want to think about it. He didn't want to think about the

less the power of Blackstar and Drake seemed to matter, and it was more like the heftiness

slashed down to crush a black wooden palm. The world seemed to be concentrated into his blade edge, and every attack he levied carried the air of the master of

arrogant, unruly, and unwilling to be blocked or stopped

It destroyed.

ROAR!

pores of Leonel's body opened wide and large amounts of Universal Force flooded into his

Everyone knew that Universal Force was an atmospheric support. It wasn't a Force that could be taken into your

up severely injured or even dead. However, the sudden explosion everyone

of Leonel's spear returned. From elegant to simple and once again back to elegant. He

forward and the

layers that stored the tattoos that danced across his body, and suddenly the two had become

BANG! BANG!

Drake's

lotus pupils with a

with a palm, striking

of the parry to

passed by him and ripped a gash through his military wear and chest with just the wind pressure alone, but Leonel didn't seem to notice as he carried his

actually dared to remain seated when she was facing