Dimensional Descent

Leonel exhaled a long breath, his face marred with fatigue. Even Little Tolly, who Leonel had never seen exhibit such signs before, also seemed to be worn out. It was clear that this was already pushing the little guy's ability.

If others knew that Leonel had accomplished so much with a Fifth Dimensional Metal Spirit, it was hard to say how they would react. However, this was meaningless to him, what was important was that he had succeeded..

In a spacious field of the Segmented Cube, three ships, each exactly a kilometer long large. They were all sleek and powerful, and yet despite hovering in the air, the grass beneath them only swayed gently as though a delicate gust of wind was passing by instead of the behemoth-like Starships they really were.

In Leonel's estimation, this Starship was at least twice as strong as the previous one in terms of both offense and defense, and in terms of speed it was three times faster and more agile. On top of all of that, it would last five years instead of the previous estimation of one despite having had its fusion core separated into three pieces, and on top of that it could not only form space tunnels, unlike the larger Starship, it could cancel mid flight and avoid an interception.

Leonel believed that this ship was no worse than the Tier 1 Starships of Shield Cross Stars, despite the fact it was made only of Tier 2 materials. On top of that, it was far more versatile and stealthy.

If Leonel ever got his hands on a Tier 1 Starship, he wouldn't need his enlightened self to return. With what he had learned building these three, he would be able to modify any that came across him.

What was maybe the best about this Starship, though, was the fact that it could be controlled by a single person. Usually, Leonel had to make hundreds of clones, thousands for the larger one. Only then could he barely control one at great cost to himself.

even someone far inferior to him in terms of mental capacity could control these ships. This

remained inside for half a day. This was the equivalent of an entire 48 days, but when he came out,

in

by choice rather than him conspicuously picking it out after exiting the Mayan Tomb. There was clearly a tie between it and the Cataclysm Zone. This was something that Leonel had only casually concluded in the

of it all and giving him a peek

able to use it to fight against the likes

Leonel's body pulsed with a wild light, his body expanded and contracted wildly, seemingly growing to

feeling, and it was the kind of breakthrough he had never

power ascended from within the depths of his body, his strength leaping to tens of times his original in an instant before beginning to double continuously as though it would

breath as it all came to a stop. When he opened his eyes, the world seemed simpler, less involved, easier to manipulate. His

go,'

would

bother to think about the Skies family and the likes. He felt they were too inferior for what he needed to do, and though they were currently benefiting from the evolution of their land under Earth's influence, it