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.

That took into account the fact he was mostly restricted to

over 2000 kilometers, using his Ability Index to force the

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

'What a headache.'

of Dream Force, one could imagine just the level of strain he had undergone. Someone else, with a more normal pool of Dream Force, assuming all other parameters were the same, might have only been able to

Force stamina. But, unfortunately, without his Dream Stars, his recovery of

breath. His head felt a

Cube to look upon the dozens of bear beasts. Most of them were just sitting silently, some were pacing about, but no matter what they were doing, once Leonel appeared, they all looked toward

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

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

and those you had helped all the while had to do something you had never allowed them to

side of what

handicap to one of their greatest trump cards. While the Morales were still

brought them all together suddenly gone, the Morales had likely had a huge push and

never revealed the hidden faction of the Morales so casually. That was a secret that most were likely not even aware of, and without him, his bastard of a grandmother could easily take advantage to reach a conclusion that

grandfather really should have told him before he did all of this. He would have had several things to fulfill first, but now things had already come to this, there was simply no

Leonel ignored the emotions in their eyes and began to focus on something he was much better at dealing

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