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.

mattresses at all. Instead, they were pods that looked like crystal clear pods. Inside, there was a goo thicker

mind, and actually leapt into it. Feeling the cool liquid envelop him, he actually let

feel wet, and the odd liquid didn't even block his ability to breathe normally. It just felt like he was covered in a slightly cool to the touch material that pulled his body temperature

have to try out the different methods of the various races, because this was certainly far better than

though. How did the Rapax reproduce like this? It must be that they did so

his fun, Leonel pulled out the black spear

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

him feel like he could refine the

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

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

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 was also difficult to comprehend anything if he had to

to have found some light

spear in his hands again, he took

looking for was what exactly he

that meant. What were the mechanisms at play? What was he resonating with? What would happen to the Regulator if he did so? Would there be a backlash? Something

out the sense the black spear was allowing him to feel. Slowly,

of Life resided. It was also the place where the Dream World

also the

father was essentially asking him to understand this world even better than the Regulator itself, so much so that it saw little to

in the Second Dimension and, as such, making

was obviously easier said than done.

let's try something

finished a map