Dimensional Descent

The first time Leonel came to the Ancient Battlefield, he hadn't sensed these Force Arts at all. All this time he had been wondering one very simple thing...

Why?

He didn't think himself to be infallible, but when it came to matters of Crafting and Force Arts, at least below the God level, there shouldn't be enough of a gap for him to be completely fooled.

At first, he thought that it was because he was suppressed. This was a good explanation, especially given what he was feeling now. The weaker the Regulator's suppression became, the more he felt that he could sense.

Even so... he felt that this wasn't good enough.

His Dream Force was simply too powerful, and those with Dream Force stronger than his own couldn't enter this world, even if they wanted to.

So how could his vision be obscured?

The only answer to this question was that the Barbarians were ahead of him. They had managed to change three entire Domains because they had comprehended them so perfectly that they were capable of fundamentally changing it.

That was when Leonel realized that he wasn't the only one capable of comprehending an incomplete world, and it was naïve of him to expect that he would be the only one to ever have such intentions.

This essentially meant that compared to the Barbarian Race, he was even lacking in this matter as well.

Essentially, to make a complicated matter simple, he hadn't noticed the Force Arts because, to his senses, they were no different from a part of the world. It was akin to a Natural Force Art, but on an elevated level.

If Leonel didn't have Anastasia to tell him that there were definitely three enormous Sub-Dimensional Zones, he would have likely had the wool pulled over his eyes for a long while.

But since he knew they were certainly there, how could they continue to hide from him? Thanks to this, Leonel was finally able to understand.

a reminder to him that he might feel himself to be on the same level as Demi-God Crafters, but there were such a broad range of disciplines and applications of said disciplines

slotted these things to the back of his mind and

find these Force Arts was at most a small setback. But the moment

the Barbarian Race had already done all the legwork for him. With a single glance, he had

Zones to fuse based on these Natural Force Arts. And once his

"Attack!" Leonel roared.

and Rapax armies

of a Force Art designed to be a Natural Force Art of a world was that it was likewise restricted to

Domains, so how could Leonel hope to deal with them? Even if there were flaws, because the Force Art relied on the laws of this world, they could be easily

there was only one way to take down these

Power.

for that, he needed numbers.

were caught off guard by what was happening. What were these Force Arts? They

a lull where the Oryx were stuck in a no-man's-land. They weren't participating, but they weren't stopping the humans and Rapax either. If they fought now, it would just be for

their own die, it was too difficult to muster

bombard the three Force Arts, and they were quickly deteriorating. At this pace, it would be

air, his spear laxly pointed toward the

Race and

still on the battlefield, much like the Oryx, they were watching in confusion. They clearly had no

Leonel suddenly smiled.

A powerful aura

rather the Sea God he was pretending to be, tore a path