Dimensional Descent

[Bonus chapter for 1400 powerstones :( ]

"… 167 meters to the northeast." Leonel spoke with confidence.

"How many of them and what's their power like?" Squad Leader Malt asked.

"There are five of them. One of them seems to be a D-grade mind control type Invalid. The other four are F-grade Invalids under its control."

Leonel's Internal Sight focused on a group of five Invalids. Four of them had what looked like leeches at the base of their skulls. The Invalid that controlled them stood in the center with tentacles coming out of her head.

In the past, Leonel would have cringed at such a sight, but he had gotten used to it by now. Those who successfully awakened usually managed to avoid any weird mutations. But, Invalids — who were essentially the ones who failed to awaken their abilities and thus lost control of their minds — weren't so lucky. Many of them had obvious deformities just like this.

Of course, those who were successful in awakening their abilities weren't guaranteed to not have mutations. But, most could hide them until their ability was needed.

For example, the metal A-grade Invalid Leonel met long ago. Had he successfully awakened his ability and not become an Invalid, he wouldn't have to walk around like a metal man all the time.

"Oof. Mind control types are the hardest to deal with. Luckily it's just a D-grade one. Good job, little brother. We'll handle it from here."

"HAHA!" A hard slap hit Leonel's back. "Great job, rookie. I'll go bash them up for you."

Leonel could only bitterly smile as Malt led a group of three toward the Invalids.

It had already been two weeks since he came to the Slayer Legion, but this was about all he had done in that time. Other than the training he did in the Segmented Cube during his personal time, he was basically just a glorified compass.

these guys

a partnership program between the Scout Units and the Ground Combat Units. He was essentially in charge of their protection as they cleared out Invalids

who looked like she was

but were rather combat oriented. Because their abilities were relatively weak, they were slotted into the scout

Legion's members were already present. As such, they had roles they were already very much used to. This was why even though Malt had awakened a sensory type

Gerolt pull a massive mace from his back and take the vanguard. A moment later,

take part in

a fleeting thought he didn't have much of a chance to

it was his own child. He wasn't acting like a man who should have been their leader at all. At this point,

got great and detailed reports on them before even getting close, and they hadn't met any B-grade or above

able to report some great gains this time. I think I'll finally be able to afford the extended clip." Malt's eyes glowed like a

do you feel about joining the Ground Combat

my talent? Don't even think about

taller than Leonel, so there was no need to speak about just how much shorter Malt was than him. Yet, the latter didn't back down, even tapping the nozzle of his gun

is lacking." Gerolt

any better? Tell me the last time you mutts were of any

knows the ground is the core strength of

W-we shouldn't fight."

out by the roars

valuable than

bounce my mace off that balding head of

and let Malt list all the units of the Slayer Legion. The fact he wanted

even the shitty Ground Combat Unit wants to harm little old me. How are ground units useful in this day and age? If you tried to march to the Empire's capital, you'd get blown to smithereens before you took your