Dimensional Descent

Chapter 3258 First Blood

?Chapter 3258 First Blood

"Oh, you're angry?" Leonel said between his bouts of laughter. "So what?"

With those words, Leonel stood to his feet, his aura changing.

"You know who isn't worried about the end of the world? The Pluto. The Void Race. The Beastmen. The Minerva. The Sylvans. While you're here busy sulking, they're positioning themselves to take everything you're worth.

"I can hear your thoughts. I can see through those pitiful expressions. You don't care. Maybe you think they're wasting their time. But this is the difference between them and the Human Race.

"They know how to take what they deserve. All you all know how to do is wait for it to be handed to you.

"The Creation Beasts granted you power in the past, and when they passed away, you lost it. My grandfather granted you power this time, and now you want to squander it. "You have no backbone, no heart, no conviction. It's no wonder the entire world looks down on the Human Race. What are you worth?"

Leonel's voice was powerful, but he didn't shout. And yet, it felt like each one of their chests were rattling with the vibrations of his words.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Suddenly, to Leonel's back, one heavily armored existence after another appeared.

"It seems that all of you have forgotten what it means to be Human. Morales men. Remind them."

ROAR!

Leonel took a step as the Morales roared behind him. The aura of the madmen of the Dimensional Verse shook the stars and the skies, and before the Northern Star, they didn't shrink even the tiniest bit.

To his back, his Generals took the stage. From Joel to Elthor, and then from James to Emna.

The only one that seemed to be missing... was his wife.

But if Leonel wasn't worried about that, then it probably wasn't anyone else's place to be.

Not to mention the fact... it was hard for them to focus on anything other than the steadily building momentum in the skies.

"I will say this only once." Leonel's voice became glacially cold. "I do not have the time to slowly win you all over, nor do I have the patience. If you do not fall in line, I will kill

until the stars' cries and the rivers run red.

"I have the blood of my own cousin on my hands. Don't think that your relation to me will save you.

"I do not favor the Morales over you. Both are my family. However, unlike you all, they have a grudge that they have been nursing for many years. While you all... have gotten soft and complacent. You don't know war. You don't know battle.

"You will either learn how to live in this rain of blood or you will die. There is no other option."

SHIIIIIIING!

Leonel reached to his back, his spear unearthing itself from the depths of space. He pointed it toward the skies and a spear howled across Existence. At that moment, there wasn't a single person alive who didn't hear it.

Down below, Mordred's gaze flickered with a complicated light.

She still remembered the young boy who had a heart that was still too kind for his own good. That young boy helped her rebuild her relationship with her father and her mother... the young man that took in a world of people who didn't have a proper place in the world and showed them that they weren't just words on page, but rather real people that deserved to be treated as such.

But now, he was no longer that young boy.

At least that was what she thought before she felt an image of Leonel winking at her surface in her mind.

She blinked, wiping her eyes in confusion. But the image was long gone, and the sight of Leonel standing in the skies coldly with his daughter in his arms was firmly imprinted once more.

"I am no Emperor. I will draw my blade and I will shed blood with you on the battlefield. However, I am likewise unwilling to allow your pettiness and selfishness to go unpunished either. I will give you as much as you give me back.

"Beneath my charge, not only will the Human Race rise to its previous glory, it will surpass it."

The skies rippled as Leonel slashed his blade down. The blue seemed to part like the scas, a moon in the far-off distance trembling once before it was split in two.

"And... the cowering rats that only know how to backstab and take advantage of numbers and the weaknesses of others will suffer the fate they always had coming to them."

The moon fell into two halves, the faint image of it barely perceptible in the bright light of day. However, what was clear was the fleet of ships surging over from a

distance.

Without the moon blocking their line of sight, the Ascension Emperor citizens realized something horrifying.

Leonel wasn't just lying to them. He was very much telling the truth.

Even if they wanted to relax and rest on their laurels until the end of days...

Their enemies wouldn't allow them such a luxury.

While they were busy sulking, the rest of the world was scrounging up just the

slightest hope.

The moment they had this collective thought, the sound of glass shattering echoed through the ether.

A ship cut through the darkness, wreathed in golden roots and bark. Unlike the others, it seemed to be living and breathing.

In its depths, an ancient tree swayed in silence, and all seemed right and perfect... Until there was a sudden pulse of red.

A face appeared in the body of the ancient tree and it coughed out a mouthful of

blood.

The peaceful atmosphere was shredded to pieces.

"I'm glad you're on your way here so I don't have to waste my effort. Trying to use

Dream Force to influence my citizens...? You Sylvans do a great job overestimating yourselves.

"Let your death be the first blood of this war."

CHI.

The ancient tree was split in two.