Dimensional Descent

It took a long time for Wise Star Order to calm down. Or, more accurately, for him to stop writhing under the torture the necklace put him through to force him to calm down.

Even after he was heaving for breath for a reason beyond his anger, it still didn't seem to have faded.

For as long as he could remember, Wise Star Order had always hated stupid people. This was why his 'last life' was among the hardest to pull off, because he actually had to be nice to idiots. It was a torturous hell all to its own.

After his centuries of sacrifice didn't pan out like he wanted, he had reverted to his old self. No, he was even worse. If he hadn't been restrained, he might have really killed Leonel even if it meant never getting the answers he wanted.

"Do you have any idea how important your Nodes are to the foundation of your strength? How is it that you've even survived this long?!"

"Well, I have a pretty special magic system backing me. Thanks to my Mage Core, using atmospheric Force is pretty easy. So, ignoring my Nodes has always been pretty easy."

Leonel's Mage Core had blossomed into an enormous tree by this point in his Ethereal Glabella. It was covered in the same five colored leaves that had made up the original, but now there was a sixth slowly germinating an rooting itself. It had a radiant blue color and was sometimes misty, sometimes icy, and other times as free flowing as water.

From the very beginning, the Mage Core represented the true state of Camelot's magic. With it, Leonel didn't need a Spiritual Medium like a wand or a staff to use magic. As such, ignoring his own Nodes had been exceptionally easy.

Wise Star Order paused. He had been in Leonel's Ethereal Glabella before. Of course, he had been distracted by the Seven Stars, but there was no way he'd miss the Mage Core, especially after he had hidden the second half of his soul away.

new things he could learn about the Mage Core in the techniques she had left

any idea

don't you just explain instead of tiptoeing around everything so you can have more chances to call me

with your lungs clipped. It's like trying to speak without a tongue. It's like trying to

The Innate Node Myghell took out of him was the size of a thumb nail. Mine is the size of a fist.

was taken aback

flow through it. If that happens, I'll literally burn from

once

Node the Size of a Fist?

at the pinnacle of geniuses. What made Innate Nodes so special aside from the power of Force they held was

you also consider the fact that a 10 cell Node was already considered to be quite large, then the fact that most could only form one cell Nodes, and you'd understand just how exaggerated this matter

hell a Node the size of a fist represented. In fact, his head felt light and he didn't even want

Explain how you formed your 10 Nodes to

felt like the only way to reach 100% compatibility with his Nodes was to form 10. It was the only way to ensure that

him calculating something, though he felt that his tools were more lacking than his were to do so? Was this how 'normal' people thought? It seemed… slow