Dimensional Descent

Leonel thought about his experience. Even with the pain wrecking his body, it was entirely unable to make him lose his focus. He had experienced worse pain during those decades of seclusion, and he had long since learned to focus through it even before then.

He had come a long way from the young man who almost gave up while awakening his Lineage Factor. Every decision he made after that built upon it perfectly.

Every time he didn’t give up, every time he took the harder, less traveled path, every time he faced off against death and laughed in its face...

It had built up into the man that could stand here today, covered in blood and deep wounds, suffering from ruptured organs and fragmented bones...

And yet still having a back that stood as straight as a javelin despite the weight that was pressed onto

it.

Chaos...

It was the thought that had been consuming him for a long while now. He knew that he was an anomaly, and deep within him held a key to overturning the plans of the Demoness. But the feeling was still vague within him.

The combination of his Path of Creation and Destruction was giving him the power he needed ... it was the source of his Chaos.

But how to harness it, how to use it effectively, these were still things that were eluding him.

Leonel had always had a problem with how many paths he had to follow. He was talented in too many aspects, and it was hard to bring them all together in a way that maximized them all.

If he were to abandon some things, everything would work out naturally. But if he did that, he would also be giving up on his maximal potential as well.

Ile didn’t want to do that.

Unfortunately, that was just what happened from time to time.

He had been so focused on his Weapon Forces recently, for example, that he hadn’t honed his Light Force in ages... even his Scarlet Star Force seemed to have been forgotten.

Of course, this wasn’t entirely true. He had incorporated them into his Innate Node and could add them to his Weapon Forces whenever he wanted, but this alone wasn’t enough.

It was like he was on the precipice of something great, but he just couldn’t take the final step.

He was sure that he was right in making his Weapon Forces the center of his being, but he didn’t know how to mesh all of the rest of it together...

But now, he felt like he had gotten an inkling.

A Spear Force that was birthed from Sword Force...

It was something that would make Amery lose his mind if he ever saw. That man was so obsessed with the sword and even now was quite invested in the rivalry between the Morales and Suiard families.

If he saw one of his own abandon the sword just moments from reaching the peak, he would probably attack him to kill much the same way he had attacked Leonel in belief that the latter was wasting his Spear Domain Ring’s potential.

This time, Leonel would have to agree with the uptight bastard. But it wasn’t because of the sword per se. He would feel the same way no matter what path the short man had taken. Much like the other spearman that Leonel had come across until now, he felt that this man hadn’t taken the absolute best path that he could have. In the end, he was still missing something.

Changing all of his Sword Force comprehension to Spear Force comprehension before taking that last and final step was a stroke of genius and ingenuity... but it simply wasn’t as good as what Leonel could do.

’I would call this birthing chaos within chaos. He made a chaotic decision in choosing Spear Force over his long-used Sword Force at the last moment. But that is exactly what causes his path to lack the necessary balance, and it’s also what’s held him back from reaching a truly astonishing level...’ There was a reason the man was only about halfway through this seemingly endless corridor of spear masters.

All things considered, this was highly impressive. But it just wasn’t good enough in Leonel’s book. He had to succeed in this place... succeed to the point that even the last of the spear masters couldn’t stop him.

According to his grandfather, making it all the way to the end of the corridor wasn’t the goal. If they really had to defeat all of the best spearmen in history, maybe only one or two people, if that, would manage to do it per generation.

In fact, it was more likely for none to succeed.

Instead, the goal of his corridor was to allow the refinement of one’s path of the spear. Success was decided by a metric forged according to your own standards.

That was to say that for Leonel to constantly be using the paths of others to fight instead of his own, he was practically guaranteeing that he would never be shipped out of here even if, by some miracle, he managed to make it to the end.

But this time, it was worth it.

’Chaos birthed within chaos isn’t the path. The true path is birthing chaos from a set of order. And my order must come from my Spear Force, a balance of true Creation and Destruction...

’Only when Creation and Destruction come together in harmony can there be order. But order is only the other side of the coin to chaos...

’Define it...’

The more Leonel fleshed out his thoughts, the sharper they became and the more his aura flourished.

The beating of his heart sent ripples into the surroundings and a beautiful array of gorgeous colors bloomed.

He had two sets of Creation Sovereignties and two sets of Destruction Sovereignties. Both formed cycles with one another...

And now he was finally about to ground them.