Dimensional Descent

"Anastasia, lead to the node nearest second nearest from the walls."

"There are several that are equidistant."

"Show me the landscape around them."

Leonel's mind began to be flooded with images.

"Alright, show me the path to the second one."

After some thought, Leonel picked and then slipped into the shadows once again.

He knew quite well that being near any formation nodes right now was highly dangerous. But so long as he picked his spot well, it would be a simple matter for him to hide, in his opinion. As the saying went, the safest place was often the most dangerous place.

Plus, he didn't particularly have a choice. He had to study the nodes one way or another, and without proper comprehension of the path of Crafting, there were some details that he would need to see that Anastasia might miss. After all, it had to be remembered that Anastasia was doing her best to scan the region while also hiding her scan from the Ninth Dimensional experts. Although she could do so, there would inevitably be some gaps caused as a result.

As Leonel moved, he could already sense the shift in the atmosphere. Like he had thought previously, it was war time. The Godlens already had several guards on high alert, and it was child's play to activate them for a situation like this one. The Godlens didn't need to create a net to surround him because the net already existed.

Luckily, the scope of their territory was so large that it was likewise easier for Leonel to hide. But after three close calls in a row, he realized that it might not be so easy to continue doing so.

he could do so indefinitely. Leonel could sense that the little guy would reach his limit in another few hours. It could be said that the only reason

some benefit to being weak,' Leonel thought

thought this, there was a

had a vague goal in his mind, but that grit and

him, the more people he lost, the more these strong overlords stepped on his head and pressed him down, the more he felt like the

It was in the culture of the Ascension Empire to do so, and it was only natural

something shifted in him when he kneeled before Arthur. He could feel that the King was using it as some sort of power play, even to the point of

same thing was happening now... just on a much larger

but destroyed and ruthlessly humiliated. The Cult saw him as a useful puppet. The Godlens saw

felt such clear

tainted by his Scarlet Star Force; it was true rage, true fury, a true anger that came purely from

it smoldered

of his destination, and

powers. But that made sense; after all, it was under the control of his grandfather who

devoid of citizens. While

was a common matter on olden Earth as well. Often, these fronts would be centers for power line companies or things of the