Dimensional Descent

Little Tolly's roar shook the skies. It was hard to believe that an adorable blob of silver could make such a sound, but this was the reality before them all right this moment.

The once little one raised into the skies like a roaring dragon, snaking through the skies, but even that form didn't last for long. Tolly couldn't seem to decide on a form, shifting through countless mystical creatures. Sometimes it was a dragon, sometimes it was a qilin, sometimes it rose into the skies like a majestic, silver phoenix, and yet some other times it became something far more sinister, a vast, endless and casting net of silver that seemed prepared to swallow up the entire world.

'Something is missing...' Leonel thought to himself.

If things continued like this, he felt that he would fail. He felt that his general idea was correct, but it was impossible for things to go perfectly just because he had this idea.

Just think about it for a moment. In order for this method to be created, others had to have failed before. They had all likely witnessed a rampaging Metal Spirit and decided that it couldn't be allowed to happen. That meant that if he did nothing and simply continued to observe, whatever terrible outcome the people of the Cataclysm Zone had wanted to avoid would be exactly what happened here.

It was just unfortunate that Leonel hadn't figured out what that was ahead of time. He felt that he was still missing something to complete his deduction, and the only way to do that was to observe the process in person. But he only had one Metal Spirit and there was nothing else that he could observe in its stead...

So he chose this approach. It was either he succeeded here, or he would lose his Metal Spirit.

Tolliver was a precious friend of his. It couldn't communicate, and it hadn't even chosen an identity for itself, but the teachings of his father was something that Leonel took up with the utmost seriousness.

never seen his father's own Metal Spirit. In all likelihood, that was related to exactly why his father was so serious about the matter. His father had lost so much in

the point that it crashed against the barriers that the Morales had set up, pushing against it and causing it to crack once, and then crack again. It seemed that even this barrier designed to stop the most powerful of the Seventh Dimension could barely resist

Leonel's eyes opened. 'That's

fact, he had never thought that he would come to find a use for it, and even if he did, he thought that maybe it would be used in one of his final Divine Armors, but it seemed that

held up none other than

in strength, his hair would likewise grow. After recent breakthroughs, his hair became like flowing

was most shocking about this was that if it wasn't for his Emperor's Might Lineage Factor, he would just have to let it be. The reason for that was because... his hair was truly indestructible. He thought that maybe it was just because he was weak in the past and couldn't gather enough strength, but even now, he was unable to do anything to the hair that had grown

even his enlightened self

attached to his body, it was a part of it, and thus he had perfect autonomy over it. Using his King's Might to allow him

Lineage Factor deviation back when he had originally tried to open up his first set

this

their connection even stronger. Another person might be helpless in this sort of situation. What part of themselves could they feed to a Metal Spirit

one he felt had a