A single aura of the Sixth Dimension was completely out of place in a sea of Seventh Dimensional monsters, even more so when these Seventh Dimensional monsters were geniuses of other races or the best geniuses that the Human Domain had to offer.
And yet, Leonel didn't seem to feel the weight of the matter at all. In fact, his gaze flickered with fancing crimson lights that danced like embers within his irises. Beneath the helmet of his Divine Armor, a wild grin spread.
The Human Race was weak, huh…? He would be the judge of that.
BANG!
The ground beneath Leonel shattered. A roar filled the skies as his soldiers landed behind him, the earth rumbling and tumbling beneath their weight. And yet, in front of this monstrous tide, a singular young man who was nothing more than a speck of dust before the vastness of the Void Battlefield seemed to become the center of it all.
