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.

pods. Inside, there was a goo thicker than oil, but not quite

cool liquid envelop him, he actually let out

didn't feel wet, and the odd liquid didn't even block his ability to breathe normally. It just felt like he was covered in a

the various races, because this was certainly far better than a

like this? It must be that they did so elsewhere.

had his fun, Leonel pulled out the black

didn't have time to waste like this. Plus, he had

a very odd resonance, one that made him feel like

was impossible for him to be mistaken. This meant that his Spear Force was, indeed, a viable method of moving forward. He just had to fuse it with [Final Destruction]'s circulation method and he would be

any world, he would have already started comprehending the foundation

have to clear all the Zones in this world first before he even began to take later steps. It was also difficult to comprehend anything if he

found some light at the end of

the spear in his hands again, he took a breath

was looking for was what exactly

understand what that meant. What were the mechanisms at play? What was he resonating with? What would happen to the Regulator if he did so? Would

black spear was allowing him to feel.

It was also the place where the Dream World existed, and even

the

father was essentially asking him to understand this world even better than the Regulator itself, so much so that it saw little to no difference between

the Second Dimension and, as such, making

fully grasp this, this was obviously easier said than done. But at this point, there was little

that case, let's try something

you finished a map