Dimensional Descent

As everyone was ready to panic, Leonel's brothers appeared around him.

"What're we doing, Cap?" Milan grinned. He looked like he was ready to bash some heads in already. The group completely ignored the other leaders around them.

"Well, looks like some killing's in order," Leonel replied with a smile.

"This is Slayer Legion territory, this isn't a place you can do as you please. If you insist, we will detain you right here and now." Miel spoke calmly, having regained his bearings.

This time, the others agreed with Miel. It wasn't that they thought that Leonel might be a spy or someone sent to stab them in the back. If the Godlens really made such an elaborate plan they could only bend over and take, quite frankly. Instead, they didn't want military order to be disrupted.

A squadron of powerful existences who went off to do their own thing would be an annoying thing to deal with, and it could end up costing many their lives. They couldn't allow it.

Leonel sent his father-in-law a smile, and then more experts began to appear around him.

"Anastasia, activate the best of my mask protocols. I'll need one."

"Gotcha..."

Soon, a mask appeared in Leonel's hand. Several of them, in fact.

He passed them out to his brothers and each one was outfitted with a sleek black mask that seemed to absorb all the light that bounced toward it. Other than the two slits they had for eyes, there were no other holes or openings, and those around them found that even using their Internal Sight didn't help in seeing what was underneath.

He had created them for the sake of the Morales. It wasn't just this, but he had allowed Anastasia to scan the making of several potential mass-producible items. It was just that he never got around to actually

this air and

me today," Leonel

he didn't feel like it was necessary. His life was in Leonel's hands anyway. His white tracksuit was buffeted by the wind and he looked to play

called out the next

Noah as well, but those two were still recuperating. The Head Researcher had done quite a number on them and it was best to let

that Leonel had pulled out a Fourth Dimensional boy, the

this guy dragging his feet for everything he did. But he could only

Goggles of now was different. He wasn't as familiar with Leonel, and given Leonel's understanding of his character, one of Goggles' most important

probably pretending to be eager now just so that Leonel didn't

many people to juggle, and he felt like he was neglecting some of them one

of information entered the latter's head. With the ability to expel his Dream Force, he had gained a whole host of new

a large amount of information, all of

one limitation of Goggles' Ability Index, Karmic Puppet. In order to

So long as Goggles spent most of his time in the Segmented Cube, his mind should be safe from the obstruction of others.

absorbed the information and

you like me to

main target

have

Ability Index in stride. But once again, this