Leonel slowly lowered the Laevis Bow, his expression calm and his movement unhurried.
After reaching the Seventh Dimension, he felt that even most Ninth Dimensional experts simply weren't a match for him, God Constitution or not.
Maybe only those with Dharmas could put up a fight, but if it was a weak Dharma, they would quickly find themselves on the other end of death.
And if they were sneak attacked like that Laevis elder from earlier, they would die even quicker.
As far as he was concerned, the only ones with a real chance to kill him now were either absolute geniuses of at least the Eighth Dimension.
Such individuals were incredibly rare, and even for a super powerhouse Race like the Pluto, there might only be a handful sprinkled through each generation.
Of course, there might be someone out there that could surprise him and be capable of fighting him at the same Dimension. But…
