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.

each of them turned away just

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

hand. With a slight bend of

SNAP!

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

silently observing Leonel snarled. It was obvious that he had figured it out without being told anything. Their efforts at keeping this matter a secret had clearly fallen

Cube and then brought the cube itself out. He

Leonel still managed to get it to become a finger sleeve that wrapped

with a

Anarchic Force isn't a joke… Will the

golden scaled koi fish. After a few checks, he realized that they still managed to maintain their structural integrity, at

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 likely that even clothing wasn't

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

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

who were still eyeing everyone he had brought and suddenly

to gain uniforms or at least build cabins