Dimensional Descent

[Bonus Chapter for 700 powerstones :) The chapter for 1050 coming soon]

The location was a bustling harbor.

Half a dozen ships were docked parallel to the shore, each of them with a large ramp coming out from their sides. It was possible to see many crewmen rushing up and down these ramps. Some of them were pulling large pieces of cargo, others were casually chatting, and a small few were barking out orders from on high.

The ships themselves were quite an odd sight to behold, especially in the 25th century. Instead of being magnificent steel behemoths, they were all ordinary wooden ships. In fact, they all had sails and a lower level that seemed to have slits for long armed oars.

The dozen ships weren't very large at just about 40 to 50 meters in length. However, off the shore, a distance away, it was possible to see a large mother ship at almost 200 meters in size. It seemed to be overlooking the operation.

At that moment, a young man made his way from the distance toward the harbor with slow steps.

His hair was messy and long, colored with a brownish gold. It swayed in the wind, occasionally covering the glow of his pale green eyes. His face had a hint of a slowly maturing immaturity to it. The start of a youthful and unkempt beard was beginning to line his jaw, giving him a gruff but handsome appearance.

He was dressed simply. A pair of sweatpants and sneakers graced his lower half while his torso was fitted by a tight long-sleeved and black compression shirt that shimmered with hexagonal patterns. There was even a silver chain with an almost imperceptible crack hanging from his neck.

He was the kind of existence that was all too rare after the Metamorphosis descended. If it wasn't for the exquisite spear on his back, one would think he was nothing more than an ordinary teenage boy.

But the oddity still remained obvious. The boy was too… clean. How was it possible for a lone traveler to cross the Province so casually? He even looked like he was having a nice stroll.

their life on the line should carry. In fact, he seemed carefree. If it wasn't for the calculating

man. After all, he didn't try to hide

repel weak Invalids and report strong ones.

"Hello."

They couldn't help but feel embarrassed that he was the one to speak first. Any hope they had had of establishing who was in charge was thrown

really wasn't their fault though. Who walks through a city of Invalids so casually, even to the point of

on duty looked

State your name and

finally stepped out and said this. Though he was trying to reclaim some face for his scouting squad, the slight tinge of red on his face

and took a card

I'm here to join

vanished and their backs became as straight as javelins. Leonel could tell by their stats that they were much weaker than he was, but their auras

down. The more he looked, the

without a scratch on his body?

that the Empire would send such an incompetent spy, right?' The scout's

a scout, not a commander. He would leave this decision to the bigwigs. At this point, if Leonel really wasn't a spy, that meant he was powerful

he had already been scouted and chosen by

stay here." The lead scout said. "I'll bring him