Dimensional Descent

When Leonel finally slowed enough to be tracked by the naked eye, he was wreathed in a radiant blue. However, that only lasted for the smallest instant of time before all anyone could see was a blinding gold.

Micrath's pupils constricted, the tip of Leonel's spear appearing larger and larger in his eyes. He couldn't help but notice that Leonel had crossed his domain without the slightest hindrance, entirely unmoved by his aura of cold.

Reacting quickly, Micarth formed a seal with his left hand, causing a shield of ice to appear before him in less than a fraction of a moment. However, as soon as it appeared, it was pierced through, the residual Spear Force sending Micarth flying into the distance.

Everywhere his body passed space sparkled and the fog froze into icicles, even the wind itself seemed to condense, only to be smashed through by his momentum in the next instant.

Leonel's feet lightly touched down, his Divine Armor shimmering.

That hand sign Micarth had made in the final moment was pretty interesting and Leonel only needed a glance to know what it was. While hiding some Ability Indexes was worthwhile, there were others that were such a core part of your battle style that it would instead be foolish to do this.

Leonel was one such example. "Hiding" his Ability Index would be a rather stupid choice. He only did so when he wanted a change of pace, and that had only happened once. Usually, his Ability Index was always churning in the background, the only difference was how much he was using it.

Clearly, the same was true of Micarth.

Unsurprisingly, Micarth's ability was more auxiliary. Such abilities were the best to make large parts of your battle style rather than hiding. His Ability Index fell into an energy manipulation type category, and was more precisely known as the Nodal Control Ability Index.

At its lowest Tier, this Ability Index allowed one to form larger Force Nodes than most, and their Force Node Pathways were also large in comparison.

At its Tier 4, however, one could freely control and shift and change the location of their Force Nodes as they please without any damage or harm to themselves.

unnecessary ability. After all, everyone would always have one Node configuration that suited them the very best and that would be decided at quite an early age. However, there was a path and

long story short, Micarth could designate a new position for his Force Nodes with a different hand sign. Leonel couldn't be surprised if he had hundreds, if not

his Nodes, and their pathways would change position, forming a Force Art and deploying

extreme speed, but because Micarth's body itself was resonating with it, it was also far more powerful than most techniques

nor did he need to waste time on learning precise Force control and flow. All he needed to do was pick a technique he liked,

ability, if used by someone clever and with the necessary resources was

had hardly been ready for Leonel's speed and had still been looking down on the latter, and yet he actually still

was feeling a bit impressed by Micarth, those who were watching on were

a member of the Unfettered Blade Party! He was an existence no more than a decade or two away from becoming a Sector Ranked disciple! And yet someone in

they would have never sent him. This wasn't a scene anyone had expected to

ground, but he roared

swords of ice to form around him. They wrapped themselves in Sword Force, shooting forward like blazing meteors as Micarth fell from

stronger now that he held a spear in his hands. A winding tornado of

the seams of his Divine Armor radiating with a

Starry Light Domain.

Micarth though that he had already adjusted to Leonel's speed after the first time, but his eyes could only widen when he realized

between his brows. Yet another ice shield formed. And Micarth was once again

BANG!

thoroughly humiliated, his words of grandeur seemed to come off as quite hollow, just like his

frigid pillar of

Runes blazed to life, his palm flipping over to reveal his icy blue sword. He had