Dimensional Descent

The sound of cloth being rushed into place echoed, then came the clang of black steel.

Leonel stood in black military garb, his feet adorned with heavy black boots, his chest, a single shoulder, his wrists, and knees covered in black steel, and a set of what looked like night vision goggles hanging around his neck.

On his hips, one could find a pair of Desert Eagles, and on his back, there was a long sniper rifle that looked eerily similar to Drake’s.

With a pulse, the uniform seemed to come together, and an echo of strength rippled as the pieces of black steel seemed to resonate with one another. At that moment, despite the fact that there were only a few pieces scattered across the uniform, it felt like it had formed a whole plate armor.

Every one of his brothers was wearing the same uniform… with minor changes here and there.

Joel’s sniper rifle was replaced by a glaive. James’ and Milan’s were both replaced by heavy shields. Allan’s had metallic disks plated in sets of six and various sizes…

The variations were numerous, but the cohesiveness couldn’t be underestimated… especially when the ripples of the uniforms connected and seemed to form a Domain between them all.

“To war!” James’ voice completely broke the somber atmosphere.

“Not cool at all,” Raj gave him a glare, only to run into a shield. “Hey, hey. Do you think you’re Cap or something?”

Raj winced, feeling like his leg was on fire. James had reflected his whole attack strength back, and it nearly popped his knee out of place.

“You blond-haired bastard.”

“Your insults are losing their edge, Raj.” James clicked his tongue. “Sounds like a certain lady drained you for all you’re worth.”

Raj coughed, embarrassed by his own insult as well.

Laughter erupted.

“Look at him, he’s in love.”

“He forgot what hate is; he wants to be a good husband now.”

“What are you gonna do next, Raj? You want to be a good father too?”

“SIMP!”

“Fuck all of you!” Raj raged, pulling out a Desert Eagle on his hip and releasing a rain of fire.

Everyone laughed and hopped out of the way, but they were shocked to find that Raj’s gun basically surged with a golden Force. When did Raj gain a Sovereignty?

Leonel looked forward with a grin, giving Drake a wink. Drake laughed as well.

The strength of an Idol couldn’t be underestimated. The strength of an Idol that had a place in the Idol Battlefield was even more impossible to underestimate. The strength of an Idol that came directly from its creator was on another level entirely.

Thanks to Drake’s presence, it wasn’t just Drake alone who could use Gun Force. He was a God now. He could easily bestow his Blessings to his “followers.”

Not only did they all have Gun Force now, but they were the only group in the entirety of Existence with Gun Force. They had basically commandeered the Force for themselves.

On the surface, this didn’t mean much… until you got into the weeds of it.

Weapon Forces were the culmination of the most basic Forces in the world. For example, Sword Force combined things such as sharpness, agility, and others of the like.

When a Weapon Force was summoned, you were essentially communicating with Existence to complete this formulation for you.

Obviously, the more popular a Weapon Force, the harder it was to stake your claim. This was why the Idol Battlefield was so important because it was essentially a place to fight for supremacy over these minor laws of the physical world.

By now, it was clear what the crux of it was.

While Gun Force would also have to share some of its minor laws with other Weapon Forces, it also had unique combinations of minor laws that it cornered off for itself.

That was to say that Gun Force, now their exclusive property, was practically the easiest Force that they would manipulate in their entire lives.

From the start, they were already at Life State levels of manipulation without the slightest bit of effort, and that was only because Drake wasn’t quite used to his newfound power just yet.

As time went on, Gun Force would establish itself more, and Drake’s Faith would grow. Then, being prioritized by him would bring an even more exaggerated boost.

But that wasn’t all either…

The uniforms that Leonel created this time were based on something that he had been working on for a long time. It was a set of uniforms that could fuse the combined efforts of several people into one.

Ever since he saw those blueprints back when the Cataclysm Zone first descended, he had always set one or a few of his minds to work on this issue. That was because he knew that in the future, the importance of such a thing couldn’t be underestimated.

The Void Race army sent here didn’t use such things, but that was also because they were arrogant and were probably not the best the Void Race had to offer.

But what about when they decided to finally take things seriously? There would be no way for Leonel to just sweep through their armies like they were nothing in that case because he would be forced to battle their combined power.

Drake’s breakthrough allowed his own breakthrough. He had had a simple thought when he saw those pair of eyes…

If he used Drake’s Idol as the core of their formation, just how powerful would they be able to make it?

The fact that they could use Gun Force was just the first aspect. There were many more to come.

Leonel grinned. “James is right. Let’s go unleash unholy hell on a battlefield.”

The boys howled into the air and vanished from the void, surging toward the epicenter of chaos in Existence.

There was something poetic about bringing sniper rifles and Desert Eagles to the battlefield.

They would be representing Earth in earnest.