Dimensional Descent

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Leo and Leah were shocked again.

Their father had always taught them not to be reckless, but this seemed to be even beyond that.

Aina smiled, seemingly seeing through her children's thoughts.

"When you are strong, the things others see as reckless are just time-saving measures," she said softly.

"Dad is really that strong?" Leo asked.

Despite what Leonel had said, his children were too rational. They didn't idolize him, and they were even prepared for the possibility of being disappointed.

Without even realizing it, they trusted their mother's strength far more than their father's, funny enough. If it was their mom who had acted like this, they would be far less surprised.

But in practice...

The Sylvan who had spoken last had his head cut off, and Leonel took another step forward.

He felt the Regulator quake.

"No, no," Leonel said with a booming cadence to his voice. "Since you wanted blood, I'll give you blood."

The wild grin on Leonel's face widened, slicing through the Regulator's pressure and appearing in the midst of the Bow monument.

He could feel an oppressive force trying to cut off his Spear Force in this region. This wasn't the act of the Regulator, but rather a natural action of the monument itself.

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"Because I say so."

Leonel took a step onto the monument, and it seemed to explode with power, an assaulting presence coming at him from all sides.

The Bowmen and women were slow at first, but they reacted quickly to the change. Even as Leonel's robes fluttered down to catch up with his speed and forward momentum, they had already fired their first arrows.

Leonel's spear, however, seemed to be on an entirely different level.

Despite the distance being barely a hundred meters, his wrist flickered and he parried the dozens of arrows with a deft smoothness.

It didn't matter how heavy they were or how fast. His spear became akin to a shield before him.

He treated the arrows of True Gods like playthings.

The people who still had to rely on the Idol Battlefield to improve themselves... simply weren't his match any longer. At least not on average.

Leonel took another step forward and the Bow monument shook.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

He suddenly shifted from a parrying flurry. He slashed down on one arrow, causing its forward momentum to stop as it spun in place in the air.

He swung to the side, repeating the action again, and then again before he swung out the butt of his spear.

The arrows spinning in place were suddenly sent flying back even faster than they came, piercing through the brows of their owners.

Leonel took another step forward and a Spear Domain bloomed around him.

He pierced out one, and three bows snapped in two just as their owners pulled them back into a full draw. The rebound of the bows smashed against their skulls, shattering their own heads to pieces.

Leonel's laughter echoed through the battlefield and blood spilled.

"This Bow monument was never yours."

The Bow monument had by far the most survivors, and there was only one reason for that.

Leonel hadn't been there.

In addition, while Leonel was clearing the Bow Valiant Heart Hall, the Regulator had truly gone all out in an attempt to stop him. All of those that could have possibly stopped him here...

Had already fallen beneath his arrows.

As for those that were left...

They weren't even worthy of him pulling out his bow to face them in this field. The only reason he was using his spear at all was because of the Bow monument. If he turned to using his bow, it would be worse than slaughtering chickens.

Leonel's spear tore through the chest of a Sylvan and pulled out its golden, pulsing heart. The Sylvan hacked up a mouthful of blood, its eyes locked onto its heart with a widened gaze as though it wanted to quickly stuff it back into its chest in hopes of surviving.

But with an opening of his mouth, Leonel actually swallowed it directly.

Fury erupted from the Sylvans on other monuments, but Leonel ruthlessly cut the Sylvan's head off. With a kick, he sent him soaring off of the platform and toward the ground below.

A litter of corpses was cleared from the Bow monument.

But before the Bow could sink back into the earth as the last of its representatives had fallen, Leonel put up a hand.

"Where do you think you're going?"

A world-ending Bow Force towered into the air.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A spiraling Bow force appeared around Leonel and then grew to the point it wrapped around the Bow monument itself.

They ripped through the ground like chains and forcefully tore the monument back

up.

Leonel's hand pulsed and a bow appeared in it.

His aura flared and the bow monument trembled.

At that moment, a Blessing fell in torrents from above.

Leonel soared into the Higher Tiers of the Seventh Dimension, then from the 7th to

the 8th Tier, and then from the 8th to the 9th.

His Dimension crashed against the barriers of the Eighth Dimension and the

momentum seemed to be dying down...

Until the properties of the Sylvan heart he had just swallowed shuddered.

A blooming golden energy rocketed out from Leonel and he finally shattered the barrier and entered the Eighth Dimension for the first time in his life.

He raised his head to the skies and unleashed a billowing roar that shook Existence and the Idol Battlefield.

A Spear Domain, Bow Domain, and Quill Domain rotated around him, the madness of power pouring into him from all sides.

Leonel's violet hair danced in the wind, his eyes shimmering with sharpness as a crown he was suppressing flickered into and out of existence on his head.

When his aura finally solidified, the world fell into silence. But at that moment, there

wasn't a single individual who looked at him with anything other than a somberness in

their eyes...

Well, other than his wife, who wore a proud smile, and his children, who looked like they were trying to fit whole eggs in their mouths.