Dimensional Descent

Almost the instant the voice came to an end the howls of beasts shook the skies, penetrating the dense fog in a way that their eyesight couldn't hope to.

The voice itself was clearly from Ossenna, but it was impossible to pinpoint where exactly she was. It was like she was trying to remind them all that she was paying attention to what was happening even if they couldn't set eyes on her.

Leonel winced slightly, the loud howls threatening to burst his eardrums. The distance between them and the beasts shouldn't have been very close. He had already entered the forest once and they were all quite dispersed and he hadn't run into any packs, likely because the nature of Cursed Beasts didn't really allow them to work together. But, for their roars to be so loud despite the distance, Leonel's heart couldn't help but skip a beat when he thought about just how powerful they had to be.

'We need to move. Now.'

Time was of the essence, this was the conclusion Leonel came to. The fact he could only make such a benign and unimpressive deduction spoke volumes all to its own.

Leonel sent a gaze back, communicating with his eyes before shooting forward. He held back his speed to a level that most in their group could keep up with, not wanting to leave anyone behind. Though they now had the armor to sustain and help them, and they shouldn't have any issues maintaining it at these low settings, they were still restricted somewhat in their strength.

The likes of Aina and Myghell could use about 80% now, while the others were at about 60-70%.

Leonel blazed a path into the village, his gaze narrowing when he witnessed the scene ahead.

In the center of the village, several of the most severely injured youth lay writhing on the ground, the Anarchic Force eating away at their weak bodies and paralyzing them from the inside out. It was clearly already too late for them to receive treatment and one after another, they died.

their lives, understanding that they only had a short time to disperse into the forest before the wall that had

was that this small village already had several hundred geniuses who called this place home. Secondly, despite the large scale of the explosion, only about a 20-meter diameter of the black log wall had been destroyed. And, to make matters worse, the residual force and flames of the impact still lay in the pit that separated them from their escape, forming a barrier that no one dared

take a step forward. Even on Third Dimensional Earth, moshpits were the kind of places

was obvious that many weren't trying to leap over the normal way because of how difficult it was to climb a hundred meters straight up in a Seventh Dimensional

'Can they make it?'

He could clear the hundred meters in just a few steps, but what about

in a blur, immediately coming up with a solution. His steps diverted, shooting off at

"Karolus, with me!"

His tall and lanky body was

Leonel said, reaching out a

Karolus saw this, he immediately understood, his own hand reaching

in space had become like a splintered glass stair, stretching

reached out again,

suit, his brows marred by

foot landed heavily on the first stair, propelling himself upward toward the

just a moment later, rushing up the spatial stairway in pairs as they rocketed upward. In just a few moments, they soared over the

Leonel's voice commanded again, a road of stars appearing beneath his feet as he zigzagged through the air,