Dimensional Descent

The crystal that coated Myghell's skin seemed to rapidly shrink, concentrating the pulsing Blue Runes that had run within them toward his forehead.

His muscles bulged a fold in size, suddenly gaining a rough texture to them and eventually losing all of its color. Before the eyes of everyone, it became a thick, leathery coat, one that bulged with both power and a pure, unblemished white that gave off its own light.

At the same time, Myghell's hair and eyes lost their gold color as well, becoming bright shades of white. It almost became impossible to see his hair as anything other than strings of lights, it didn't even look real any longer, having completely lost its physical form.

The illusory form of a majestic elephant appeared to his back, a surging tide of Gem Force flooding the surroundings.

Myghell didn't even seem to try, but everything was suddenly coated in his aura. The ground and even the golden walls that surrounded them all began to grow crystal formations of their own, almost like rapidly spreading ice forming crystalline constructs.

With a snap, Myghell's great sword flew back into his hand. A single flex of his forearm caused the sturdy metal to whine, the imprint of his palm and fingers being etched onto its body. The level of strength it took to accomplish such a feet was simply beyond one's wildest imagination, and yet he had done so on nothing more than a whim.

Myghell's head tilted to the skies, a roar escaping his lips. Explosive, concentric circles of collapsing and booming wind shot out along with his voice, shattering everything in its wake.

In that moment, a surge of Force began to violently shoot toward Myghell, his chest and stomach expanding by a size as the gem on his forehead only grew all the brighter.

Leonel flipped through the air, landing on his own two feet. His body was still covered by a blazing fog of red, a line of smoke rising from his body and becoming a thin line of energy in the air.

his sword, Leonel had already understood what his ability was. Leonel had run into this ability before, but this was either a mutated form of it, or it was a unique ability that mimicked what the original

course… This ability was the Swallower Ability Index, the very same

Aphestus could only do this for low level beasts, so there was a heavy cap on when his ability was Tier 4 and

could not eat a sword. The unspoken limitation of the Swallower Ability Index was that whatever was eaten had to be organic. But, clearly, not only was Myghell not bound by this, but he even seemed to be capable of swallowing the Force in the atmosphere, forcefully

such a person, not only was their stamina practically endless, but… their affinities suddenly became whatever they wanted it

gain a portion of that.

about Myghell? If he swallowed Force itself, what did that represent? What did it mean? What if he

he ate enough? In fact, couldn't Myghell hunt and kill humans as well, swallowing their Ethereal Glabellas to take

talent… Was something even he

of adapting to an Innate Node that wasn't his own. In fact, he was capable of adapting to almost anything, so long as he had time and the

his side, the casual action causing many of Myghell's forming crystalline structures to shatter beneath the wind

the beauty of the resonance

ended, the devilish grin on his face having grown only wider as

seemed to have grown an extra foot tall. His body up to his neck was covered by thick, leathery skin and his eyes were nothing but glowing orbs of white, following the tone set by his

Force around him only grew further in density, the small shards suddenly growing to the size of fists hailing down from the skies above. The rough beating of them and Myghell's heart seemingly fusing into

"Judgement."