Dimensional Descent

Leonel's body convulsed, the white of his eyes being taken over by a deep red.

Despite this, he felt oddly in control of his body, so much so that it was almost as though adrenaline had been injected right into his heart. Even still, he couldn't feel the needle.

Something snapped and his Dream Force rolled out in waves, the strength of his Internal Sight increasing tenfold and his Ability Index taking another enormous leap forward.

The world slowed and the complex Runes of his Scarlet Star Force almost felt… Simple. His Internal Sight only swept over it just a single time, but his number of comprehended Runes increased from eight to nine in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, the red-gold Runes snapped together as though pulled by a rubber band, forming a larger Rune that danced within Leonel's irises as though it had a mind of its own.

Leonel didn't even need to check. In that moment, he was absolutely certain that he had perfectly grasped Third Dimensional Scarlet Star Force. So long as he wanted to do so, using his Mage Core, he could rip it out of the atmosphere just like his Stars had done.

Of course, this didn't mean that these Runes were Third Dimensional. Even for Scarlet Star Force, using the Third Dimension to harm the Sixth Dimension was impossible. If this had been the case, then the use of his Runes against the Rapax would have only been a lesson in futility.

Rather, it was more accurate to say that grasping these Destruction Runes gave Leonel all the knowledge he needed to understand the foundation of his Scarlet Star Force and thus use its Third Dimensional form without harming himself or using an Innate Node as a medium.

However, this wasn't what Leonel was focused on at all.

strength that seemed to come out of nowhere. It was almost too much, as though he was suddenly being overwhelmed with strength that

rushing out of his body and into the

Dream Force was constrained within his body. Even when he drew Mage Arts

observe the outside world, its roots were internal, and its external

'What the hell?'

harpoon. But, before it could even get close, it became stuck in a swamp of Dream Force, before being crushed and twisted as though it had suddenly run into a heavy gravitational environment it didn't

flickering with a hint of fear and apprehension. It wanted to retreat, feeling that Leonel was a danger, but every time it thought of doing so, it looked toward its tree and then back at Leonel,

with nature. Well, from a human perspective, it was a price. To a Spiritual, at least the one in question, it was a beautiful thing. To wider Spiritual society, though…

of their species, it was just as likely for them to fall in love with a beast or a, in this case, a tree. Things wouldn't be so

practice, this was actually quite rare. Most Spirituals would never end up feeling this sort of connection, and still some others, even upon feeling it, would choose to sever it entirely

the latter approach, said Spiritual would lose much of their oneness

make this boss fight more 'fair', the spawned Spiritual was anchored to a tree it was in love with. It was almost like an easter

tree was destroyed, the Spiritual would fall into despair

far faster than any physical attack, the only reason Leonel could even begin to