Dimensional Descent

Leonel dashed down tunnel after tunnel. He had already lost count of the number of miners he had come across. In fact, he had to give up on some valuable deposits for exactly this reason, realizing that it wasn't worth the risk.

It shouldn't have been too difficult to accumulate how much material he needed, especially since it was a ship only meant to carry himself, but the task ended up being more difficult than he gave it credit for. It seemed that he would either have to buy a ship in the future that he could modify to his standards, or he would just have to build one completely from scratch with more time on his hands.

As Leonel went from location to location, being forced to abandon what seemed like half of them due to too much activity, he grilled the dictionary on the danger of space.

Once his head cooled down from the adrenaline, he realized just how crazy his own idea was. Jumping out into space just because he felt like it was the move of a maniac. Who knew what kind of dangers were out there?

Unfortunately, this adrenaline didn't come from escaping as one might think. It was instead due to the creeping feeling at the back of his mind that only seemed to get worse every time he sent a string of Force into his talisman.

Leonel shook his head, dodging around a corner and pressing himself flat against a wall.

Two miners walked past him with light steps, neither realizing that they had just been less than half an arm's reach from a criminal their entire organization was scouring Planet Vincero for.

Leonel had an advantage right now. Though he had been forced to reveal some of his skill as a Force Crafter in order to activate the deactivated teleportation formations, there was no way they could guess he would have the skill to build his own ship.

The question remained, then… What did they think he was doing? Did they believe that he was waiting to die?

likely than not that they believed he was waiting to be rescued. In that

would be a true rival of the Milky Way Guild. That means that the Guild would

that Leonel could safely conclude that at least within a day or two, at most a handful of elites would be coming

fact his actions seemed like their own declaration of war. The Milky Way Guild probably thought that some great power was targeting them by first staining their prestige. What would be a greater stain than Leonel escaping

could Leonel have not already considered all of

slid past another group and

forward, his actions looking like he wanted to punch a hole through the rock face. And yet, there wasn't even a single sound or ripple as Leonel's

wiggled around his arm, slipping through a

Little Tolly devoured a large cavity around the ore Leonel was aiming for before the ore

arm out along with Little Tolly and sprinted away. The wall his

down huge breaths as he ran. That was already the dozenth time he had completed that action and he felt he was already pushing himself

first, was really taxing for Leonel. Unfortunately, activating his Divine Armor alone was

Ores in the process. As a result, an Armor that should have been Peak Fourth Dimensional at best, was comparable to the Fifth Dimension already. The fact

he wouldn't need to replace his Divine Armor so quickly. And, once he broke through, his Spatial