Dimensional Descent

"The fourth door."

The elders smiled brilliantly. This speed and momentum was excellent.

There was a reason the longer one remained awake, the greater potential their Lineage Factor would have. However, this wasn't a universal truth. At least for more complex bloodlines like this one, there were qualitative changes to look for.

Who cared if Leonel spent several days in this state if he only opened up to the second door? Likewise, who cared if he only needed several minutes if he could open the ninth?

It could be said that the higher the grade of the Lineage Factor, the more unique quirks it would have and the less likely it would be to conform to the norm. The Metal Synergy Lineage Factor was exactly like this!

The lights radiating from the Nova Generation's stone tablet began to wiggle with complex runes. Soon, these runes formed a crown not much unlike the crown etched onto Leonel's forehead. It radiated a gorgeous and pure bronze color, the kind that could only be gained after polishing a metal again and again and again.

…

WENG!

Leonel's body quaked as even the floor of the Lab Setting cracked beneath his might. Phase One was simply too fragile. Just the aura of his Lineage Factor alone was enough to cause it to tremble.

Luckily, its self healing properties kicked in. With such a large store of Force around it thanks to the Force Crystal Mine, how could it not repair itself quickly?

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were boxy and straight forward in nature, being carved of straight lines and sharp corners. If one looked closely, it was possible to notice that they followed the pattern of

…

The elders were astonished.

Six Nodes? Which elder is guiding him?" A ferocious elder's beard whipped about beneath his fierce breath. One could

the bullish elder for reacting like

was best to awaken one's Metal Synergy Lineage Factor after perfecting one's Fourth Dimensional Foundation? All of the other seven youths had formed Nine Nodes, suppressing the talent of their Lineage Factor until they could explode forth with all their momentum. Doing so with less would put much more pressure on

of them could clearly see the patterns stretching down from the crown. With their insight, how could they not tell that Leonel

the size of those patterns, this

only made them feel that it was even more of a pity. If they found the elder that was leading

"The sixth!"

crooked-toothed elder called

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longer remained on his back and instead spread out across his limbs and

a Roman God carved of the most exquisite brass. The energy he wafted alone seemed to

it was already so difficult. It also had to be said that he had only opened it a sliver, who knew how much strength it would take to open it all

onto his body, it felt as though he was lifting a heavier and heavier weight. With each passing moment, his muscles

sixth.

Leonel's heart to quake. He roared with all

BANG!