Dimensional Descent

Leonel's speed didn't feel fast, especially not in the eyes of the Alpha Demon Monkey. And yet, for some reason, the latter felt his senses blur for a moment, and by then, Leonel was already right before him.

'Interesting, that doesn't work too bad, but it's not as effective as my Ability Index. Also takes up a lot more of my Dream Force, not that that matters all too much...'

Leonel punched out, trying to test something.

The Demon Monkey Alpha was completely on the back foot. He was confused. How had his advantage disappeared so quickly?

He was an archer, so obviously the distance benefited him. He had been at least a kilometre away from Leonel, so how come all of that had already vanished?

He raised his bow to block Leonel's strike, but Leonel's fist seemed to vanish and he found a strong strike landing on his chest.

Or was it a strong strike?

Alpha Demon Monkey took a single step back, his heart skipping a beat as he felt death loom over him, but that feeling vanished as quickly as it appeared, being replaced by a dull ache instead of the heart-rending pain that he had been expecting.

'So weak?'

What Alpha Demon Monkey didn't know was that Leonel was surprised as well, not by the weakness in his strike, but rather the exact opposite.

He hadn't used any Force just now and only relied on his Third-Dimensional body. Of course, he had also used his Dream Force to pull at the demon monkey's mind and confuse the location of his fist, but other than that, it was just pure strength.

is

shouldn't be able to make a Seventh-Dimensional being feel anything with just his body alone. It

'Interesting...'

his Force comprehension, obviously, because he hadn't used his Force to bolster his strength just now. The only explanation was that this was a result of his soul being fully separated from his

separated, it wasn't just his soul that was freed, but

mutually suppressive relationship with one another. Only when they were

fully separated from his body, Leonel's talent could finally flourish

increase by leaps and bounds. He was looking forward

descended and melded with his body, the skies turning

Realm? But

BANG!

weight of a mountain. The demon monkey tried and failed to block once again, finding himself surrounded by countless afterimages of

rained down, but only one in a batch of hundreds was real. The Alpha

but the humiliation was a completely different one. He felt a rage bubbling up deep within him

the ground with the tip of his foot, appearing outside the range of the

the dent. Access to the Dream Plane made several of his previously created Ability Index techniques far stronger as well, not to

as an extension of his soul, he could basically stretch his Dream World within the Second