Dimensional Descent

Chapter 941 - Status

Leonel took a look around and sighed. If those auras could kill, he probably would have exploded several times over by now.

He didn't believe that Anya's disappearance was a coincidence. But, he also didn't think that she was involved in this. It was likely more accurate to say that whoever was moving in on him now had been waiting for exactly this moment. It seemed that his protective charm was gone now.

'They're not moving?'

Leonel's brows raised slightly. After locking onto him, these hostile auras didn't seem intent on moving in on him just yet. It was as though…

'They don't think I can sense them?'

Leonel suddenly realized something. He described this sweeping feeling as 'auras', but the truth was that they were just strands of Internal Sight. This was clearly different from an 'aura', so why was it that he felt that this was an appropriate description? Beyond that, how could he tell they were hostile?

'King's Might.'

related to this Lineage Factor. Whether it was his creation of new Mage Arts or a comprehension

think I'm unable to sense them.' Leonel

now likely believed that his control was far greater than his raw Internal Sight. They believed that even if

they seemed to be cautious about acting on the Guild's grounds and were likely waiting for him to step out. In that case, they might not be related to the Guild at

But, the Milky Way Guild wouldn't dare to be so brazen. I would dare to assume that over

Shield Cross Stars finally caught up to me, huh? Well, they sure chose a

looked around. It was a shame. If it was the Guild targeting him, he wouldn't have minded sweeping this treasure house clean.

Those who were currently monitoring him would never guess that in just that second, he had already guessed who they were, knew of exactly where they were,

since it's like this, maybe this could be

back, rolling his neck as he stepped toward the exit of the treasure house. His face didn't seem to give anything away.

again. Long stretches of green grass, perfectly paved roads, little pockets of

this point, he had even removed his shirt, revealing an exceptionally cut body that pulsed with a bronze

current Leonel, wearing clothing into battle was just asking for them to be destroyed. There was only so much the silver chain dangling from his neck

Leonel allowed his King's Might to be the lens he saw the world through. It gave him the feeling of

that the alarms of