Dimensional Descent

Leonel stood with Eamon and Goggles by his side, the former of whom was at the Seventh Dimension and the latter of whom was still at the Fourth.

Goggles was taking his time, reaffirming his foundation. With the resources that Leonel had given him, he could have certainly entered the Fifth Dimension already. But Leonel himself was the perfect example of why Dimension wasn't everything. He had taken it upon himself to comprehend every step of [Dimensional Cleanse] himself before even thinking about moving on, and he was also putting quite some effort into comprehending his Dream Force. Despite being in the Fourth Dimension, he was already at the Quasi Impetus State. Who knew, maybe he might even breakthrough soon. In that way, he was a trump card.

As expected, when the Nomads saw that Leonel had a Fourth Dimensional and Seventh Dimensional existence by his sides, they couldn't help but narrow their eyes. This was... Unexpected.

The Khafra Patriarch was taken off guard as well, his thoughts moving like lightning as he thought through the Fourth Dimensional existences they could send up. The unfortunate truth was that the list was small. Not only that, but they were all children as well. Some of them were as young as six or seven years old. Were they really going to throw them into battle like this?

Looking at the smile on Leonel's face, they frowned. On the one hand, someone who was so old and yet still in the Fourth Dimension wasn't a threat. Under normal circumstances, they would find it to be hilarious, actually. But the problem was that they had Leonel as a blueprint. Could it be that there was another genius like Leonel amongst the humans?

As troublesome as Goggles was to find an opponent for, Eamon almost had the opposite problem. There were so many Seventh Dimensional geniuses amongst them that it was hard to pick one to participate. This might even end up in some internal conflict before the battle even began. Had Leonel done this on purpose?

They thought that he was hot-headed. But if he was, shouldn't he make it a two-person battle again? Why had he made such a... smart decision?

'Something is wrong,' Patriarch Khafra thought to himself. 'I should-'

'Continue.'

the smile in the words that oozed with confidence. Flaura didn't seem to care

that he had been eager to participate, but it seemed that it would be his turn. Leonel wouldn't

waved a hand. "Bring Little Fox and Ferrouge

and a young man in his

sparkling in his large green eyes. He had a level of cuteness that could make a hoard of girls

Index. It seemed that the little boy's Dream Force should come from a charming type ability. Leonel would use the Life Tablet to find out exactly what it was, but he didn't want to give his enemies any chance to see through him. Logically, almost no one should be able

"Patriarch, please!"

suddenly echoed. Ever since Leonel had appeared, he had been looking forward with a gaze that could kill. Leonel had, of course, noticed him and

chance!" Gregwyn's irises had practically turned

didn't want to miss

exactly the situation he wanted

down on Gregwyn and silencing him. Now