Dimensional Descent

It had to be remembered that the complete Morales Lineage Factor was formed into four parts, one that was the original Metal Synergy, and the last three came from the Radix, Midas, and Florer families.

The Radix had the ability to pour life into their metals, making Radix Cubes that were a lot like the Morales Divine Armors but almost organic in the way they moved and worked.

The Midas were able to swallow flames and use them to strengthen themselves much like how the Morales could consume Ores.

The Florer were similar to the Radix in that they could pour “life” into Force Herbs and use them as extensions of their own personal strength.

What was interesting was that the Lineage Factor as a whole seemed to be separated into two aspects rather than four. One that allowed one to use Breaking Force to manipulate the life or un-life of a material, and the second that allowed one to incorporate said materials into the body to change, diversify, or improve it.

A large question in Leonel’s mind was why the Demoness had gone through so much trouble to not even take it in the end. But it was very much likely that whatever changes she needed to trigger in his Dream Asura Bloodline had already been successfully executed. The power of the actual Morales Lineage Factor was useless in her eyes…

But not in Leonel’s.

He had already seen the power that the Florer aspect of the Lineage Factor could give him. In fact, it was the reason Sylvans hated him so much.

But now he would really be able to see just how far he could take things…

If he had some reliance on his wife, that is.

Leonel was a Crafter. But his Divine Armor would now require an understanding of biology he simply didn’t have.

However, not only did he have a genius Force Pill Crafter for a wife, their souls were also melded into one. Meaning, Ailsa could perfectly understand his intentions and make it work without much explanation or input from him.

She wouldn’t just be able to shore up his weaknesses, but she would also be able to synergize with him, helping him to forge a new, never-before-seen path.

When the time came, this armor would even be able to…

Leonel froze.

If one looked into his eyes, it would be possible to see a cascading rain of wild flares of lightning. He was connecting so many insights, so quickly, that the synapses of his brain practically fired off like real firecrackers.

He had finally done it.

He understood how to break Anastasia free of her shackles and fix the mistakes of the Minerva.

‘To think that the solution wasn’t Crafting alone…’

Indeed. If you were going to fix life, you would have to reach a standard of Crafting that allowed you to create Life itself.

Leonel was confident in himself, and maybe one day he would truly reach such a standard of Crafting. But that day wasn’t today, and it certainly wouldn’t be tomorrow. Maybe it would take centuries or longer. Even if he was lucky and had some large leaps in insight, it would likely still take a few decades.

However, if he had an equally genius wife by his side whose comprehension of Force Pill Crafting was no weaker than his understanding of Force Crafting, then they could form a bridge between one another that would have shocking results.

Leonel’s gaze flickered.

‘My plans. I have to change them all. Nothing is more important than this right now.’

Leonel abandoned his thoughts of improving further. He had already improved enough. If he ran into someone he couldn’t defeat, he would throw his master at them.

…

Leonel suddenly appeared by his wife’s side.

It had been a whole six months, more than nine total if one included the time before. As such, by now, Aina’s belly was already showing, though only a small bit.

Seeing her sit in silence as blood shining like rubies swirled around her, he couldn’t help but feel that this was the most beautiful he had ever seen his wife.

He didn’t seem to care about whether the batch of pills ended up ruined or not as he sat behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Given her skill, Aina didn’t so much as falter, just smiling and leaning into him. She felt at peace… truly happy. There were few things she had ever experienced that were better than the feeling of Leonel so gently rubbing her belly.

Leonel was so lost in the warm silence that he forgot that he had actually come here for something important. As lost as Aina was, so was he. The feeling of her back leaning into his chest was… everything.

He had been in the hands of his sadistic master for half a year, so it had been a while since he had touched his wife, though she had come to see him many times during the process.

It was only a few hours later that Aina finished her batch of pills and Leonel seemed to remember why he had come here.

His eyes slowly opened and he blinked, feeling well-rested and full of energy.

A smile bloomed across his face.

“Want to rule the world with me?”

“Of course, my king.”

Leonel felt his blood boil as he heard the soft, sultry voice. Her coercion was getting so strong that it accidentally leaked. It seemed that while she was diverting most of her strength to the baby… she had been improving by leaps and bounds in other things.

Her new focus on Dream Force was showing. And it was already so scary. It could already impact even his mind. How would others fare?

But in the end, he controlled himself and explained his thoughts.

“… You’re right,” Aina said after a long while. “We are probably the only ones in the world that can do this.”

Leonel’s plan not only required two existences at the pinnacle of their Fields in Crafting and Force Pill Crafting…

But they also had to be husband and wife, entrusting their souls to one another.

And… one of them had to have Clairvoyance to perfectly understand the intentions of the other.

In the entirety of Existence.

Only the two of them could do what they were about to.