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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What the hell was going

a step

and fear. This was the very last thing they expected to

underestimated this Force

traps in the world, even before the Metamorphosis. All of them were easy to enter but difficult

flytrap wouldn't have any qualms about allowing a fly onto its petals, but would it so easily allow one to leave? A beast wouldn't hestiate to allow its prey into its mouth, but

dam would be asking for death. The interaction between the rushing water suddenly met by an immovable force would cause a pattern of currents that would easily

to count. Leonel had just never expected that the flow of

smiled bitterly. "Sorry guys… It seems I

this was a case of the dictionary being very specific with its answers. He

could they be? It wasn't as though Leonel had sent them into this danger alone. He had stepped forward first and had even been willing to retreat when things weren't going well. This was something completely out

after a moment. "I promise to take you

still take responsibility. Usually, someone with

the ground, entering a meditative state. He weakly supported his left hand on his lap, doing his best to ignore the

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

then looked at one another. There were clear

punches that rocked the air, but he found

it too. In fact, the former had 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

However, no matter how hard he thought, everything pointed in a singular