Dimensional Descent

[Seems like everything's fixed now, so here's the bonus chapter for 300 powerstones, next at 600 :)]

Leonel's body was akin to an unleashed beast. Without the chains of morality or the burden of inexperience, he was like a well oiled machine, reaping the lives of one Invalid after another.

The large-headed A-grade Invalid seemed to be sending rays of mental attacks toward him, but they seemed to roll off of Leonel without the slightest hint of success. Without the ability to attack, this invalid was the first to fall.

Compared to the large armies Leonel had faced, the Invalids were a loose pack of sand. They didn't work together and their intelligence seemed to be several levels lower than that of humans. With the level of Leonel's current battle sense… it was too easy.

The truth was that at this point, Leonel had already regained his senses. It was just that he was in a state of limbo. He felt like his body was a mech suit and his eyes were its windows. He was currently watching this mech suit being controlled by someone else, but through the lens of his own gaze.

It was a feeling that made him somewhat sick and lightheaded. The dizziness made him feel like he just might vomit any moment now, but due to the fact he wasn't controlling his body, he couldn't even if he wanted to.

Of course, this wasn't to say that this was a forceful possession. In fact, Leonel knew that with a single thought, there would be no issue with him taking back control of his body.

It was this feeling that made him realize that this experience wasn't him being in danger… rather, it was an opportunity.

Still, the more Leonel observed, the more incredulous it became. He could tell that the consciousness of this primitive man couldn't use power beyond the means of his body. But, he couldn't help but think… was this really his strength?

Leonel's lips as his head

his head, only to be

pulled with all his might, his spear

DING!

the forehead of the lizardman Invalid, but this only made

a flick, the rebounded spear sliced the

closed in. However, the heat emitting from her body charred the weaker Invalid's to dust, cutting down their number once

But just before she made contact,

female Invalid clashed, causing an

her other stats were barely at the B-grade. It might have still been fine if all that happened was her clash with the lizardman Invalid, but how could she,

blood and venom from the tongue in his hand onto his spear tip. With one swift

of an eye, the two were incapacitated. One was paralyzed by poison while the other had had their entire frontside

down onto their heads

moment, the sound of shifting rubble caught Leonel's attention. He looked over to find Aina weakly pulling herself out from the

so of course she wouldn't lack a defensive treasure. The reason she had been out for such a long time

match Baruke's 1.60 strength without activating her Force, she had been making use of several techniques and her battle sense, but how could she use either of those after the wererat sent

"Good… mate…"

spoke in a language Aina couldn't understand. In fact, even Leonel himself didn't understand the language, he could only vaguely sense that this primitive consciousness had some good feelings toward Aina, or else he