Dimensional Descent

He had decided to return. As far as he was concerned, whether he had this form or not, even if he forgot everything about entering it, it wouldn't make a difference. One way or another, these people would pay in blood, and that was especially so for the Spirituals. But before that, there were several of the Human Domain that he would make suffer for their inaction.

The only difference to him was a matter of time. Using this form would take much less effort, but there was no one in this world a match for him given time. They would all suffer one way or another.

When he made this decision, Leonel shifted his attention. He moved from thoughts of violence to thoughts of how to maximize his time in this form. Of course, his greatest reliance was his mind.

The first thing he did was analyze this new Lineage Factor. His Lineage Factor had undergone two changes since he last entered this form. The first was his fusion of it with the Silver Empire's portions, and the second was the Constellation event.

'I see. There's two main changes, and probably several dozen mid-level changes. Let's focus on...'

Leonel pressed a hand to his chest and closed. He drew five deep lines across his chest, but quickly, out of the center of his chest, three kernels of light appeared. Without much thought, Leonel squeezed a hand and shattered them.

These three were none other than his three Divine Armors. It was a shame; he didn't even get the chance to use his third, outside of the massacre of the Omann family, but it didn't matter much to him. In his eyes, these products were far too inferior. He could make them thousands of times better, but what he could do now was worthless.

a new design that was both far better, but also within the ability of his suppressed self to comprehend, or else it would be all useless. After not even a split moment of thought, his hand began to draw in the skies and three blueprints formed one after another. He hesitated for a moment, but didn't choose to form the fourth. It was better if his suppressed self did it; it would be a good opportunity to improve his Dream Force further, and that would give him a greater chance of remembering the things he had thought of in

wasn't the only part present. In fact... it wasn't

hand and the

another blueprint. Those that were sharp would be able to see that it was actually a Starship, but it wasn't just any Starship; it was one based on the creation of the Omann family. Leonel was actually creating a blueprint of modifications that would make it far

destroy the Omann family soon enough, and he believed that they had definitely already created a fleet of these Starships. Obviously, when things were said and

killing two birds with a single stone. It would inform his suppressed self about all the obvious deficiencies

to finish,

two hands to either side of his hips, right over his flaming kidneys. With a thought, they

flowed smoothly, but to Leonel, this was simply too easy. Because he was keeping the level of his suppressed self in mind, he didn't need a lot of time to do things to a standard that his suppressed self would understand. These

attention to his Ethereal Glabella. Within, the glorious Mage Core stood tall and proud, almost entirely unused by his suppressed self. It was astonishing how dense he could be

and quake, solidifying and becoming purer

runes, began to quickly catch up with the others.

much, it would have the reverse effect. This was

body and shook his