Dimensional Descent

Leonel looked around the Fort. It was a good opportunity and a wealth of riches, however it was also troublesome as well. With how large and thick the walls of this place were, it would take even Little Tolly a few hours to work through all of it.

'No, I can't leave things like this, what would be the point?'

Wouldn't it be too foolish if he cleared this placed of all its defenders, only to leave it and find more Radix and Midas had moved in? By then, it would be like he hadn't done anything.

Leonel didn't have time to deploy a planetary Force Art like Planet Solara had had. As such, it was too easy to move in and out of the Planet's range. If Leonel left things here like this, the results were too obvious.

"Little Tolly, I'll be back."

Leonel tossed Little Tolly at the massive Fort and vanished. He still had a few Radix and Midas to hunt down.

…

By the time Leonel came back, the Fort was raised to the ground, leaving nothing but a deep square down to the bedrock of the planet. Within this deep pit, large, perfectly spherical piles of metals lay. Just from these piles alone, there was over half a million kilograms of Urbe Ore.

Leonel was speechless. Every single last ounce was Fifth Dimensional. Was this the wealth of a Sixth Dimensional world? This wasn't even meant to be their main Fort. They originally wanted to claim on of the Lake Crossings. Just what kind of behemoth would they have built over there.

At this moment, Leonel could only feel inadequate.

10 000 kilograms? Am I just a petty criminal? What the

rest was practically worthless to Leonel. It suddenly forced him to realize that he was much too poor. If a mid-level Sixth Dimensional world was this wealthy, what about peak Sixth Dimensional ones? Seventh Dimensional ones? Peak

Leonel was truly speechless.

from afar with his Internal Sight, but he didn't truly

felt that it

of money in the Milky Way, but what was the

clawing for wealth in this tiny little corner of the universe while there were real whales out there laughing at his efforts. Even his own grandfather

was rather that he needed to work smarter, not harder. He was wasting his efforts and had to target the appropriate things. What good was it to build a shop on Earth so he could accept the patronage of people even poorer than himself? It was

Leonel thought to

metal and placed them within a spatial ring. Then, he stored the Urbe Ore away before sweeping a gaze over the remaining

would be greatly helpful in upgrading the cubes, but Leonel had a feeling that the next

do this, but he knew that he would have to. His current strength wasn't enough and if he wanted to use his trump cards, he had no choice. Before, he hadn't had enough resources to do it. But,

time to push his Metal Body up

of the Silver Tablet cost more energy, Leonel had once against decided that

Tablet for one more thing. Once that was complete, the rest would

Fish, it's time