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.

Crafters, but there were such a broad range of disciplines and applications of said disciplines that he wasn't nearly experienced enough to say

back of his mind and then

was that his inability to find these Force Arts was at most a small setback. But the moment he found them, it was

the legwork for him. With a single glance, he had already memorized

And once his analysis was complete, he was certain that he had

"Attack!" Leonel roared.

Rapax

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

deal with them?

way

Power.

for that, he needed

was happening. What were these Force Arts?

led to 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 the sake

many of their own die, it was too difficult

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

stood in the air, his spear laxly pointed toward the

Race and

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

Leonel suddenly smiled.

A powerful

was pretending to be, tore