Dimensional Descent

Leonel's mind was filled with visions of the winged swordsman.

It was quite a beautiful sight to behold. Every motion was smooth and flowed into the next.

The flap of his wings, the intake of a breath, the swing of his sword. His steps, his Force, his thoughts… It was all in perfect union.

The longer Leonel watched, the deeper he dove into the world.

He could feel the familiar energies trying to assault his mind. But, compared to the past where he nearly died, it almost felt like something was tickling him. The capacity of his mind was simply too far beyond what it had been in the past.

Eventually, Leonel felt that he had been far too cautious.

Without hesitation, he began to reflect on the Natural Force Art that called his Dream World home. In that instant, he no longer felt like he was an observer. It was as though he had taken over the body of the winged swordsman. He even felt like he was a master swordsman, ruling over the world with a single blade.

Leonel was very familiar with this feeling. Every time he began to comprehend a new spear, this was exactly the same feeling he would have.

The Artistic Conception engraved itself into his mind.

'It's a much higher level of movement control compared to the primitive man…'

Leonel's heartbeat slowly descended, reaching a calm state once more. In fact, he felt as though the pressure the stone monument had on him was lessened by several degrees.

The primitive man taught Leonel the value of body control. When he ran, the movement of his arms and torso were just as the important as the movement of his legs. When he used his hands to attack, the placement of his feet and the torque of his hips was just as important as the placement of his arms.

had slowly built upon the more spear

blatant of which was the fact this consciousness only focused

to this foundation, Leonel felt that he could grasp the mysteries of this

but I know nothing about it. I'll have to ask the

the secrets of this stone monument so quickly, but this was definitely a good

eager to

like the primitive man was a great foundation for this winged swordsman's stone monument, Leonel felt that

know much about what Camelot called the General Star even now. But, he felt if he comprehended the bowwoman's Artistic Conception, he would come to

hopped down from the stone monument and walked toward Jerach, completely ignoring

here. I'll be going to another

Jerach didn't know how to respond. Before he could say anything, Leonel had already vanished into

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who claimed the Dream

Sector, they found a white

say much. He simply stood there, his aura calm. Despite the fact there were several Kings before him, he didn't

when they

do you mean

fact, if Leonel had been

mean?" Anared's expression remained placid. "You're invading