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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became ugly. What the hell was

like I can't take a step

a rare instance of trepidation and fear. This was the very last thing they expected to happen. Why was it so easy to enter

seems I've underestimated this Force Eruption again…" Leonel

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

would it so easily allow one to leave? A

in rivers and dams. Anyone swimming near a dam would be asking for death. The interaction between the rushing

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

guys… It seems

its answers. He asked

but be disappointed. But, how mad 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

"I promise

expected that even now, he would still take responsibility. Usually, someone with as much power as him would

entering a meditative state. He weakly supported

coy fish scales. Each of them can provide 30 minutes of protection. Between the four of us, that's enough for a bit over three hours

then looked at one another. There were clear hints of despair on their faces, but

way out, throwing out thunderous punches that rocked the air, but he

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

spun. However, no matter how hard he thought, everything pointed in a singular direction: Force Strengthening