Dimensional Descent

Leonel calmed himself and nodded.

"Is there anywhere I'm supposed to go after this?" Leonel asked.

"Yes. All those who have just returned from the Zone must report to the Void Senate. As for the details, they'll inform you about them."

Leonel nodded and took Aina's hand again as they entered the city to use a teleportation platform to the core of the Void Palace. As for his thoughts, they were much less calm than the rhythmic cadence of his heart.

The Cloud Race.

He knew about them as well. They were a Race of people adept at mimicry. They could freely change their forms and embody whatever their eyes could see.

When Leonel first learned about this race from the Void Library, he was quite confused. After all, Wise Star Order had told him that humans were the weakest of the races because they couldn't focus their attention down one path. Then how, exactly, was the Cloud Race so powerful? Shouldn't they be even weaker than humans following this logic?

Well, the truth was, the Cloud Race was near the bottom of the barrel along with humans and the Dwarven Race, but they were still considered to be stronger than the both. This was because the mimicry of the Cloud Race was all focused on one thing: countering.

The Cloud Race were experts in defense and using your weaknesses against you. This style of battle made them exceptionally powerful, and while they couldn't be considered to be at the pinnacle of the most powerful races, they were still well known to be superior to the humans.

Ironically, though, it was precisely because of this that the humans fared so well against the Cloud Race. Because humans weren't as homogenous as the other races, countering them took time and effort, and true human geniuses might be able to defeat Cloud Race geniuses before said genius could get a grasp on their abilities.

the Void Palace had suddenly become so cautious against the Cloud Race must mean that by the time Leonel

understand all of them,

Alliances, Shield Cross Stars, the Crafting Guilds, the

grasped, who cared about the weaker humans? They weren't good enough to match up again

…

at the base of a mountain, looking up. He knew that the Void Senate was up there, but

were people present to escort them up and they were soon brought to

behind a desk. He didn't look up even after the door closed, but this aura did seem

from a glance, Leonel could see that this man was missing an arm, one of

time an entire minute passed,

top of the Void Senate not understand? And even if they assumed that it was Aina

said a single word since

arm, Leonel's furrowed brows loosened and his expression became calm. There was a better than 70% likelihood that this was the man his father took the arm of, and likely also the catalyst for

was going on with that situation now, or if the two factions had set aside their differences to face a greater threat, but judging by Rosen's reaction, that much

that Leonel's demeanor had entirely relaxed and he suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing.

it entered an unknown radius of Leonel, it dissipated into the wind, leaving Rosen

the Zone, catalogue all of the events by day for all exactly 63 days that were inside.

treasures that you've received from the Zone. The Void Palace will not take any of them, but will inspect them, categorize them, and then return them to you