Dimensional Descent

The more Leonel saw of this tense atmosphere, the more put off he was. He could even feel some of these reservations beginning to press upon himself as well. It was simply human nature to follow along with a crowd. But, the oddity of it all was that a genius didn't usually fall into such things so easily.

Leonel couldn't help but wonder what could have happened to such a large group of geniuses for the blades to dull to this extent. What had he missed in these last few months?

The Smithy had three main counters, none of which seemed to be markedly different from the others. Behind each of them, one stoic individual stood. All three were men and completely shirtless.

Whenever someone came forward, an odd looking spatial ring would be handed over, the man would then disappear behind the curtains to their back, only to return several minutes later with the very same odd spatial ring.

The 'client' in this case, would hurriedly take the spatial ring away and rush out of the Smithy with their heads lowered.

The truth was that the only reason Leonel was able to tell this was a Smithy as all was because he was quite sensitive to such things. Though the curtains were embedded with Force Arts that muffled sounds and blocked Force, Leonel could practically smell it in the air.

But that once again left him baffled. Do they really need weapons to this extent…? Unless…

Leonel's gaze narrowed. With a thought, he flipped a palm and a weapon appeared within it. This wasn't a weapon that came out of the Spear Domain. Rather, it was one of the prototypes he had formed to prepare for practicing with his Scarlet Star Force Arts.

There wasn't anything special about the material other than the fact it was Sixth Dimensional. It was only a material of this level that could withstand Destruction characteristics for a long enough period of time for Leonel to make use of it.

right then, but each of them turned away just as quickly as though they were scared

passed, nothing happened. But, Leonel's expression only

hand. With a slight

SNAP!

like a twig. Nothing seemed wrong with it initially, and yet it had already crumbled

obvious that he had figured it out

into the Segmented Cube and then brought the cube itself out. He didn't care about the gazes that fell onto it as he

as it couldn't shrink past a certain point, but Leonel still managed to get it to become a finger sleeve that wrapped

upon his original spatial ring, but unsurprisingly, with a light squeeze of his hand, it

seems that Anarchic Force isn't a

Star Order and then the necklace that held the golden scaled koi fish. After a few checks, he realized that they still managed to

fish up snapped under a pull from Leonel before crumbling to dust. However, the Ocean Drop Vial was perfectly fine. It seemed that only materials that had a certain standard would be able to survive in this environment. It was

glance and realized that everyone was wearing the same uniform. He hadn't thought about it much because this was an organization after all, of course they would have the same uniforms. But, if he allowed

Force to feed off of. But, it'll only be a matter of time before all our clothes

men who were still eyeing everyone he had brought and suddenly understood

find a method to gain uniforms or at least build cabins so that everyone can