Dimensional Descent

Leonel appeared in the far-off distance with a pale expression. It looked as though his face had been completely drained of all color.

Using this ability really took a lot out of him, though, he could already see some of its parameters.

When he used it on actual people, the requirements were far more stringent. He also noticed that the closer something was to being "complete", the more difficult it was as well.

Take, for example, the arrow that the demon monkey sent his way. Because it was close to taking his head, and he waited so long to say the words "disperse", it took more energy to deal with it.

If he had commanded as the demon monkey was taking action, or before it had taken action, he would have been in a much better situation. This was his measure of "completeness".

So why was he so tired now? Was it because he had used it on himself, or Little Blackstar, maybe?

Leonel didn't think so. Little Blackstar didn't resist, and it was easiest to use it on himself even in comparison to the outside world. Toward that effect, Leonel actually believed that he was skipping steps.

This Ability Index, at least at its current level, probably worked best on himself. But he was pushing it to work on the outside world.

As for why he was so tired, that was part of it, but another reason was that he had pushed himself hard.

kilometer, two if he really pushed it. That took into account the fact he was mostly restricted to ambient Spatial Force and the strength of the world he was in

over 2000 kilometers, using his Ability Index to force the Spatial Force in the surroundings

instead, he would have done so. But unfortunately, that would have still been in range of sight of the

'What a headache.'

strain he had undergone. Someone else, with a more normal pool of Dream Force, assuming all other parameters were the

just how superior Leonel was in terms of pure Dream Force stamina. But, unfortunately, without his Dream Stars, his recovery of that enormous pool was likewise frighteningly

head felt a bit light, and his unhappiness hadn't

a calm place, he entered the Segmented Cube to look upon the dozens of bear beasts. Most of them were just sitting silently, some were pacing about, but no matter

hope in their eyes, some had resolve, and some even had anger that was pointed

hadn't been gone for half a day at all, but rather over a year, he could understand some of

until you were suddenly gone and those you had helped all the while had to do something you

dark side of

their greatest trump cards. While the Morales were still strong alone, before he had left and suddenly vanished, they had only just begun

the leader that had brought them all together suddenly gone, the Morales

the hidden faction of the Morales so casually. That was a secret that most were likely

his head. His grandfather really should have told him before he did all of this. He would have had several things

much better at dealing with. He needed to find a solution to this issue; he obviously couldn't leave them all as

long since died at his hands and his soul had dissipated long ago. After all, Leonel hadn't had [Breathe] or [Assimilate] back then, so he didn't have