Dimensional Descent

Leonel involuntarily held his breath.

This description… It was the simplest he had ever seen. It was also the most vague he had ever seen. The only description he had seen that carried this level of vagueness was his own. His own only became more detailed after he began using the dictionary to document his ability, which is why it now had a breakdown of all his abilities from Dream World to Dream Clone. But initially…

[ Calcualtive Mind: An ability capable of simplifying the complex. ]

This was what the dictionary had first told him about his ability. It never said anything about his Dream World, Dream Sculpt or Dream Clone ability. Aside from himself, he had never seen an ability as simply explained as the little mink's Shadow World.

But, what also shocked Leonel was the 'state' of the little mink. Not only did it say 'Evolved' but it also said 'Evolving'.

The little mink's ability was already classified with the Elite Tier 9 Black level. If it evolved, wouldn't it cross over into the Bronze level just like Leonel?

Leonel took a deep breath to steady his beating heart.

Unlike him, the Little Mink's ability seemed exceptional for combat. Leonel couldn't even touch it despite the fact it was sleeping right in front of him. How was it even possible to do anything to this little guy?

Just with this ability alone, the little mink was untouchable in Fourth Dimensional Worlds. Only under the suppression of a Fifth Dimensional World would its ability begin to show some weaknesses. But, considering it was currently evolving into the Bronze tiers, it seemed that this wouldn't be true for long…

Leonel decided to leave his darts in place. He didn't dare to approach the little mink too closely anymore. But, he also knew that it was simply impossible for them to just leave now. Their success would decide the life and death of tens of people.

s

will it take this little thing to finish evolving?"

[ *Ping* ]

to

and

the assumption that the little mink would stay asleep for as long as it was evolving.

Leonel said, receiving the agreement of

their attention toward the raging tempest of white, gushing Force

kilometer in width and length. Of that space, the geyser took

after its initial burst. It bore a hole through the network of tunnels above it and

Flowing Wind. You all know

The youths nodded.

formed four Nodes. So, his ability to keep up his Force Skin was relatively better. But, Flowing Wind had

right? Sounds simple enough…"

approaching the geyser of

expectations. Let alone the towering danger they expected, it almost

him feel more relaxed, Leonel's heart clenched as

something his father had left for him? His father was the one person who he trusted with his everything. Even if

much emphasis on how dangerous Force Eruptions were, how could Leonel ever take them lightly? The fact things seemed so calm and even relaxing

forms of death where one would feel incomparably relaxed near the end.

Force Eruption