Dimensional Descent

"Jeez..." Leonel exhaled a breath.

No matter how you looked at it, that thing in the skies really looked like a God. Was all of this necessary? He was just a little human, isn't that what they always said? So why were they going so hard all of a sudden?

Aina was about to spring forward when Leonel tightened his grip on her hand.

She looked back with a questioning gaze, not quite understanding. That sort of enemy was definitely not one that Leonel could fight.

That giant Nomad very clearly had Noah's Ability Index, the ability to not only perfectly control his own size but also his density and weight.

The Morphing Ability Index.

According to Leonel's Life Tablet, it was a Black Grade ability, but as with all things, it was highly dependent on the user. Even a Black Grade Ability Index could be exceptional if it was properly controlled.

Leonel's own Ability Index wasn't very highly ranked either. At the very least, it was firmly beneath Aina's. But how far had he been able to bring it?

For someone with the special quirks of the Nomads, this Ability Index was truly... troublesome.

Aina knew all of this, and she could also feel that this Nomad's strength was exceptional. Leonel simply wasn't able to fight such a person. So she wasn't sure why he would stop her like this. She should be the one to go.

"Hey, hey," Leonel chuckled, "don't you think you've done enough fighting?"

"But-"

grin widened and

But I want 20

What was this woman talking

laughed, shooting into the skies on a rising staircase of Emulation

immediately. He had just been about to descend onto the

like I feared your

eyes bulged. This,

waved a hand and the cracks across the Human

as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over it. How had Leonel just

"You..."

Want to run,

Nomad's violent momentum seems to have dimmed

that was the only way. It wasn't so easy to move between worlds, especially across such large distances. He had no choice but to come

like Leonel knew he would come? Why

It's all so obvious that I'm not even sure why you all are

top 1000. The Owlans could have entered the top 100 whenever they wanted and the Spirituals

when you found Deputy Pavilion Head Clarence, you strung him up and tortured him

some things you found offensive, but going so far is a fool's errand for a world

world may hate the Human Race, but we're still here, and it's certainly not because of a little formation even I was able to shatter with a

one dares to touch us because they don't want to offend the Pluto Race or the neutral Faction that backs them. So why is a little