Dimensional Descent

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It was absolute carnage.

And Leonel loved it.

He hadn't felt this good on a battlefield in so long. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"Boys! Let's wrap it up!"

Their laughter rang through the air and they suddenly appeared in the skies. They appeared in a flash, and it seemed that they were still to disappear in a flash as well. They had gotten exactly what they wanted.

Leonel didn't want to make things too easy on the Owlans. He had helped them clean up the battlefield a bit, conveniently gathered up some powerful Void Race corpses, and now he would be headed out again.

"Good luck on your fight, little birdie." Leonel waved to Elysium, who was still locked in combat with Mir'Kael. "Maybe if you ask nicely, he'll forgive you for killing their little genius. Or maybe not."

Elysium's eyes flared with rage.

The first time he met Leonel, he had suffered a loss. The second time he met Leonel, he was suffering yet another. It seemed that no matter what his accomplishments were, or what kind of power he held, he was doomed to suffer at the hands of Leonel no matter what.

At that moment, a furious aura came from the distance and Leonel looked over to see that it was actually Minerva. Her pink-diamond wings cut through space as she surged forward, rushing toward him. However, he just chuckled.

"Be obedient, ugly woman. You survived last time because the little birdie intervened, but don't think you'll get another chance like that so easily. You're lucky that I'm in a good mood today."

"Damn, ugly woman?" James blinked, looking at Minerva. No matter how he looked at it, Minerva was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, definitely on par with the likes of Aina. "Since you don't want her, can I have her?"

"Fuck you," Milan interjected. "Do you really think every woman in the world is destined for you? Maybe she wanted a real man." Milan patted his round belly.

"If you can get her, fatty, I'll bow down to you."

"That's a bet."

"What'll you give me in return?" James grinned.

"You want a reward? How about I teach you how to use a condom so I don't have to hear you scream while you piss again?"

James was left speechless.

Leonel burst into a fit of laughter. It seemed that he had missed too much while he was gone.

"Hey, hey, hey? Why are you laughing so hard?" James glared at Leonel. "How was I supposed to know that that Cloud Race woman was so dirty?"

"I don't know?" Raj said with a roll of eyes. "Maybe by the fact you found her in a back alley."

"That's where you find all the good ones!" James protested.

Leonel was laughing so hard tears were flooding out of his eyes.

"Fine, fine. It seems that if I don't counterattack, you people will really take me to be someone who's easily bullied."

James pulled out a baggie from his spatial decision. Inside it was a vacuum-sealed white shirt. He pulled off his military top and then slid the shirt on.

Leonel choked when he saw the picture on the front of it. It was none other than him and Joel asleep in each other's arms.

"Why aren't you laughing now, huh? Keep laughing?"

Raj nearly collapsed in the skies, practically coughing up a lung from laughing so hard.

Leonel's lip twitched.

The one time he got drunk... he thought they had already forgotten about that incident on Planet Luxnix. But not only had they not, they had even vacuum-sealed the shirts Raj made back then as though it was a timeless piece.

"Laugh it up, cap? Where are the chuckles?!"

By this point, Minerva, who was still rushing over, was so infuriated that steam was practically coming out of her ears. First, they tried to divide her up like she was some sort of fish on the chopping block, and now they seemed to have forgotten about her existence entirely.

Leonel let out a hollow laugh and patted James on the shoulder. "Funny, funny. It would be a shame if... Whoops!"

The shirt suddenly burnt to ash.

James looked down and shook his head with a sigh.

"How unfortunate... It's a good thing I have another."

James calmly took out another vacuum-sealed baggie.

"Please! Stop! I can't laugh any harder!"

The entire battlefield seemed to have become a complete mockery.

The Gods and the Demi-Gods alike had never experienced something like this before. The Human Race, maybe aside from the Dwarven Race, was the most looked down upon in the whole of existence. When had they ever seen a group of humans behaving so brazenly?

Even those among the Human Race who were amongst the Gods of the God Realm had to tuck their tails and be obedient. And soon, those Human Gods would probably all die out before long as well.

But now, while they were fighting for their lives, these humans were laughing above them as though they weren't worth much of anything at all.

They had thought that the Human Race only had Leonel and Aina... But it seemed that this wasn't the case at all. In fact, this seemed to be a statement.

This wasn't just a battle; it was a reminder and a warning all at once. The Human Race was the most looked down upon? Then why did so much of their fear stem from the Human Race? Why did it seem like they had to suppress the Human Race at all turns if they truly weren't fearsome?

This moment was like a slap to all of their faces. The Human Race was here to stay, and very soon they would have to deal with the consequences of infuriating them.

Leonel looked back toward the battlefield and gave them a wink. Then, he waved a hand and made a move to enter the void with his brothers.

It was right then that the situation seemed to change once again.

The skies exploded...

But this time, it wasn't just this Owlan world that suffered...

The entire canopy of the Demi-God Realm was blown apart, and it seemed prepared to fuse with the God Realm.