Dimensional Descent

Hutch's words left a pregnant silence over the room. It was hard for the upper echelon to properly wrap their heads around this matter, but somehow also easy for them to accept.

The realization left them quaking internally. Just what level of manipulation and planning did it take to pull something like this off? Not only would it take the foresight necessary to realize that a nation could only be united when they had a common enemy, but it would also take a level of genius they could fathom to make those of the Slayer Legion accept this reality so long after their initial creation.

The upper echelon members had long since been taught of the true origins of the Slayer Legion, but it wasn't until this moment that they understood their true hidden purpose.

In truth, was this so different from their initial reality? Their main goal had been to protect the citizens of The Empire and to pave a better future for them. And now, their goal was the exact same… It was just that their spears were pointed in a different direction than where they expected.

But now, they had another problem to face.

While the upper echelon were properly indoctrinated and could accept this news with ease, the same couldn't possibly be true of their lower ranking members. One just needed to think of existences like Big Buddha to understand just how much many of their people hated The Empire.

No small number of their recruits were made up of those who loathed The Ascension Empire and wanted to live to the day it fell. But, this was precisely where the genius of the Slayer Legion lay… It was created for this expressed purpose. And, with all the most powerful members knowing the truth behind this, it was almost too easy to control how much progress the Slayer Legion made toward that goal.

This was the ultimate truth. Worrying about how those lower ranking officials would react…? Who said they needed to find out at all?

**

in meditation, his Internal

was still a Third Dimensional world, with his Fourth Dimensional Internal Sight, Leonel wouldn't have an issue covering this distance. But, after entering the Fourth Dimension, it was much

kilometers at best and that was only thanks to his obscene sensory talents and in thanks

to cover the whole city. This was why Leonel had had no choice but to

do with just finding the spies. Other than this, he also had

went off for him. The only way for the City to have managed to do this was if there was a permanent teleportation Force

the drawing of a single Force Art had many limiting factors whether that be the skill level

was in comparing the Mage Arts of

long enough for a single attack. Even stronger spells would last for a few seconds at most, while the longest lasting spells like Leonel's bell defensive spell would only

created by a Force Crafter was on a completely different level in terms of longevity. A well crafted weapon could survive decades, even centuries of continuous battle. There were some weapons

quality of material used to draw

different shapes, sizes and even languages. But, the one fundamental truth was that the medium used to draw them would always decide their

of all this? Why

these cities weren't teleported here through