Dimensional Descent

"I'm going to spend the next few days here," Leonel said to Dreadmaw.

Dreadmaw didn't react much to these words. He didn't care very much at all. Instead, he was focused on the powerful sense that was constantly washing over them.

When he finally looked at Leonel, he seemed to be frowning.

"Are you related to this?" Dreadmaw asked.

Leonel looked up and then shrugged before walking away.

Dreadmaw blinked as Leonel vanished into the castle, presumably just randomly taking up a room for him. He wasn't sure how to react to that answer. Leonel didn't confirm it or deny it, which actually left him even more confused.

Unfortunately for Dreadmaw, he wasn't nearly as good at reading human mannerisms as Leonel was at reading Rapax habits. So to him, Leonel's shrug was no different from nothing at all.

Obviously, Leonel knew this and took advantage.

In the end, they weren't partners, and if the situation warranted it, they would likely clash. Leonel couldn't hope to rely on Shadowclaw's favor to win over the entire Rapax Race. That would be foolish.

He had to do this on his own.

...

Entering the room of bone, Leonel chuckled.

all. Instead, they were pods that looked like crystal clear pods. Inside, there was a goo thicker than oil, but not quite as dense as

the cool liquid envelop

was covered in a slightly cool to the

have to try out the different methods of the various races, because this was

must be that they did so elsewhere. This wasn't exactly conducive

had his fun, Leonel pulled out the black spear once again, hopping out of

have time to waste like this. Plus, he had

his battle, he had sensed a very odd resonance, one that made him feel like he could refine the Rapax Domain immediately should he choose

method of moving forward.

now. If he could just refine any world, he would have already started comprehending the foundation of this world instead of wasting

reason he needed the Barbarian Race dealt with first was because he would have to clear all the Zones in this world first before he even began to take later steps. It

he seemed to have found some light at the

the spear in his hands again, he took a breath and

was looking for was what exactly he was

quite understand what that meant. What were the mechanisms at play? What was he resonating with? What would happen to

took a day, feeling out the sense the black spear was allowing him

was also the place where the Dream World existed, and even further, it was

the location of

him to understand this world even better than the Regulator

role in the Second Dimension and, as such, making the

to fully grasp this, this was obviously easier said than

that case, let's try something

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