Dimensional Descent

Leonel's face slightly twisted in pain. No matter how used he was to injuries by now, the feeling of having his hand practically explode from the inside out left him wanting to cry out.

The other three youths looked toward him with fear evident in their eyes. It was just a simple touch, but Leonel's ending had actually been so terrible. If he held on for just a fraction of a second longer, just how much worse would his injuries be?

Leonel took several deep breaths.

Maybe the worst part about all of this was the loss of his hand. A Force Crafter's hands were the most important part of their body. With his left hand in this state, it simply wouldn't be possible to craft anything.

'… I'm too reckless…'

Leonel clenched his jaw.

"Retreat."

Leonel ordered this the moment he saw how helpless the situation was. That break in his Force Skin had shaved off more than half the remaining time the Force Skin treasure he had forged had. It wouldn't be long before it shattered completely. By then, there was no telling how horrible his ending would be.

However, just when he wanted to retreat, Leonel's expression changed.

It had been so easy to walk in, but he found that the way out made him feel as though he was walking against quicksand.

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immediately became ugly. What the hell was going

a step back no

This was the very last thing they expected to happen. Why was it

this Force Eruption

sorts of natural traps in the world, even before the Metamorphosis. All of them

easily allow one to leave? A beast wouldn't hestiate to allow its prey into its mouth, but would it so

between the rushing water suddenly met by

to count. Leonel had just never expected that the flow of Force here would be able to replicate such a

"Sorry guys… It seems I was still

very specific with its answers. He asked about how to mature a Force Crystal

Leonel had sent them into this danger alone. He had stepped forward first and had

worry." Leonel said firmly after a moment. "I promise

shocked them. They hadn't expected that even now, he would still take responsibility. Usually, someone with as much power as him would definitely not have the

sat on the ground, entering a meditative state. He weakly supported his left hand on his lap,

minutes of protection. Between the four of us, that's

looked toward Leonel, then looked at one another. There were clear hints of

his way out, throwing out thunderous punches that rocked the

greatest shot and even almost succeeded, trying to ride the flow of Force. But in the end, just when it looked like she might succeed, she was blasted backward. Had it not been for Roaring Black Lion catching

mind spun. However, no matter how hard he thought, everything pointed in a