Dimensional Descent

Leonel didn't spare any more thoughts toward Jerach. He didn't feel that it was a shame nor did he feel any sense of self pity. He was already focusing on another task already. This was just the kind of person Leonel was.

At most, Leonel was now certain that there was something important about his home world he needed to find out on this planet. Though he didn't know exactly what it was, he would be able to find out.

But, first...

Leonel locked himself into the same top floor room of his Abode. He split one portion of his mind to monitor Zilar's situation and another to make sure that the little mink was alright, then he prepared to enter the Lab Setting.

Just as he was doing so, his lip curled as he sensed a fiery pillar of darkness shoot into the skies as the little mink claimed an abode of his own.

Of course, this was done through the little guy's connection with Leonel. So, technically, it was Leonel claiming another. But, it brought a smile to Leonel's face regardless before he once again became serious.

He didn't care about what commotion this would cause, he had something much more important in mind.

Now that he had broken into the Fourth Dimension with his Spirit Pressure, he could search Aliard's mind without worrying about the consequences.

Leonel entered the Lab Setting and brought out the snowglobe that held Aliard. With a thought, the mental mage appeared, still shackled by illusory chains.

Aliard coughed violently, his gaze showing hints of confusion as he looked around.

When he looked up and saw Leonel standing above him, a hint of rage and trepidation could be seen in his eyes.

Over this period of time, Leonel had been allowing the Suspended Animation ability of the Segmented Cube to slowly heal Aliard. So, compared to the manic state the mental mage had been in before, he was much better now.

Of course, Leonel had no idea how rare treasures that could heal mental injuries were. If he did, he would know that he had taken the Segmented Cube for granted once more.

this for Aliard's sake but rather his own. The more whole Aliard's memories were, the easier things would be on him. If he

found it to be a waste of his time. So, without

shone in his eyes. He thought that Leonel was foolish trying to use such a technique on a mental mage like him. He almost salivated at the thought of turning Leonel

strength of Leonel's Spirit Pressure, he

someone

thought

can't be..

Camelot had not. After all, he wasn't a part of the original legend,

it was precisely because of this

mind unless the body was strong enough. Doing so without a solid foundation

body was also considered to be within the

Lineage Factor that

Aliard, Leonel had not just one of

as he felt his memories being eaten away at. No matter how hard

A more accurate title would most definitely be [Mind

what Leonel was doing was ingesting all the memories that were useful to him and discarding all those

technique, Leonel had to build a bridge between his mind and Aliard's. This meant that when he

war to erupt.

a complete vacancy as

didn't spare the brain-dead man a single glance. He closed his eyes, organizing

realized was that Aliard didn't know much. However, this much was to be expected, he should have been fairly low on the totem pole. Still, for an

Leonel learned of the name of the organization he was dealing

Shield Cross Stars.

how unlucky he was. This so-called Shield Cross Stars organization was actually a police force of the universe. Its duty was to protect the safety and humanitarian rights of

had slighted by not handing in evidence of their wrongdoing was the