Dimensional Descent

[Bonus chapter courtesy of Firemonster <3 4/6]

So that was what Leonel did.

He used his Ability Index to take stock of his body, understanding it to the deepest and darkest depths. Then, he used his Unnamed Lineage Factor to take control of those depths, forcing them to accept a breadth of outside power.

They became like a vessel for his strength to leap forward by leaps and bounds.

In a way, he was "devouring" his own body, its potential. Using it as a conduit to cause his basic strength to soar.

He didn't care what it was. So long as it was a Mine Core with some sort of Light, Dark, Star, or any related Force to both sides of his Northern Star Lineage Factor, he devoured it.

All he could think about as he moved was El'Rion.

He could remember the sheer magnitude of his bodily strength. A single drop of his blood could destroy a Void Beast corpse he could hardly put a dent in. His body was so sacred that it refused to bleed even when he lost an arm. His vitality was so powerful that his language alone sounded like the roars of dragons and lions, and the claps of thunder and the strikes of lightning.

That was the body he wanted. He didn't know how far from it he was, but he wanted it.

He could feel that his body was like a bottomless well. It could take more, imposing his will on more, make more his own.

Just the Unnamed Lineage Factor alone was like an insatiable black hole. When the Golden Tiger and the Death Pulse Deer were added to the mix, Leonel's body was truly akin to a brewing storm in a bottle. Lightning alone couldn't crack it.

Every time he swallowed another Mine Core, his body would thrum with excitement. His blood would move faster, his heart thump louder.

The air began to shudder and quake around him as though his body alone had gained a will that imposed itself onto the world.

More. More. More.

a hundred Mine Cores, he

he felt like he could have

ten thousand, it felt like

body so far surpassed the levels he had been able to match in the past that it was hard to believe that it was him... and

beast he was creating. If even tens of thousands of Mine Cores weren't enough to

only because he had several worlds at his beck and call and he was only aiming for the weakest mines of them all.

thousand mark, his heartbeat had slowed even more considerably. But every time it pumped, his blood would be akin to a tsunami and the sound alone would

images of a tiger's claws and a deer's majestic antlers projected out from him from time to time. Death Pulse and Golden Force exuded from him not due to his comprehension but

body grew stronger, so too did his Forces by proxy. He gained more

doubled, and then doubled again. He suddenly felt that this world

the

crossed

Then the 500,000 mark.

eyes shifting from orbs of black to the pupils

a tug so hard that a slab of almost

the Mine Core toward him and devouring it in

moment, Leonel exuded the

from

Ninth Dimensional experts of the human alliance could see him now,

738,928.