Dimensional Descent

Leonel took a deep breath. Truthfully, waving this lance spear around was much more troublesome than the enemies themselves. No beast he crossed seemed to be capable of lasting even a single strike. The value of holding a Silver Grade spear while facing what Leonel assumed were Bronze Grade threats in the eyes of this tribulation was undeniable.

As time passed, Leonel realized that reserving Knight's Charge was actually a foolish decision and his skill in wielding the spear increased with every exchange.

Rather than relying on his own strength to gather up momentum, he would execute Knight's Charge in short bursts, cleverly applying it to accelerate his attack speed and potency while keeping his attacks entirely unpredictable.

Knight's Charge didn't seem to have any limitations on it at all, there was no cooldown, and it didn't take anything out of Leonel's stamina, making him realize just how valuable these treasure territories were. The only limitations were that once a distance had been chosen, the charge couldn't be stopped, that there was a limited range of about a hundred meters, and finally, it could only be used in a straight line directly ahead of Leonel.

When Leonel made this adjustment, he began to shred through opposition and the rate his stamina drained at was even less than it had been before. This led to an exaggerated result where it didn't even seem like he was sweating as he battled.

This time, Leonel faced off against Cloud Race man. He had faced off against quite a number of other races by this point. In fact, as Nelligan's words had made quite obvious, by this stage, most humans would have either been eliminated or have chosen to withdraw themselves, so this outcome was unsurprising.

What was more surprising was the fact that Leonel was still here. The Cloud Race man had thought he had gotten a lucky break to come up against such an easy opponent for his 10th territory, even to the point that he didn't bother to scan Leonel initially. But after a few exchanges and finding himself on the backfoot, he realized that he had underestimated Leonel greatly.

What shocked the Cloud Race individual the most was the fact that Leonel didn't seem to be trying very hard, as though he was probing something.

Gritting his teeth, the runes within his Cloud Figure shimmered to life and a wave of strength fell over Leonel. Very quickly, everything about his combat style was downloaded and stored. Eventually, the Cloud Race man seemed to gain the upperhand, even somewhat suppressing Leonel.

'Interesting...' Leonel thought.

to the logical extreme, and paired with their incredible mental capacities, their battle style could practically allow them to predict the future just by using the model they had of you

very first dreams Leonel had ever had for his Ability Index was to be able to do this, but even until now, he hadn't been able to accomplish it, and that was despite

yet, people of the Cloud Race could just do so naturally and without any trouble

secret here, and that secret should be hidden within

once again. His battle style became entirely unpredictable and erratic. However, what was fascinating to him was that this

'No, let's change tactics...!

and changed tactics again. But, once more,

Is this ability really

Race young man's Cloud Figure. Maybe the craziest part about this race's ability was just how non-invasive and nigh undetectable it was. If not for Leonel's own

Dream World was almost undetectable as

by analyzing the Cloud Race, even if he couldn't gain their ability, his comprehension of Dream Force would

was infuriated. He could tell that Leonel was just toying with him, but there was absolutely

"DAMMIT! FIGHT ME!"

to the

that's your weakness," Leonel suddenly