Chapter 239: No Mans Land (2/2)

However, on the other side, there was nothing but grey, cracked lands. Every so often, there would be what seemed like patches of vegetation, but they all resembled weeds and were colored such a deep black that it was impossible to call them plants of any sort.

The world across this clear line was covered by a thin veil of fog. In the distance, sharp mountain ranges towered, piercing through the black clouds above. A light drizzle perpetually fell over the grey lands, yet its soil remained just as dry. In fact, the rain held an odd sent to it that made Leonel's nose twitch.

'It's acidic…' Leonel's frown deepened.

”Leonel, you take the vanguard. Mary, Theybul, protect his sides and flank our formation. Elys, take up the rear.”

Leonel nodded. His arrangement made the most sense.

Since Leonel was an Earth Mage, it made sense for him to take the vanguard. His defenses and crowd controlling abilities were the highest. In addition, his Spirit Pressure was also the highest, so could scout ahead as well.

Lionus was their main healer, so he should be protected in the middle.

Elys was a Mental Mage, so her attack strength was the least. Taking up the rear allowed her to use her sharper senses to ensure they didn't get pincered while also allowing her the time needed to launch her assaults of the mind, just like her mentor Magus Aliard.

Mary was a Wood Mage while Theybul was a Wind Mage. Though their abilities didn't allow for a special allocation, this was the best place to put them.

Leonel took a deep breath and entered a focused state. The expressions of his teammates changed sensing the shift in his aura. They felt that it was slightly difficult to breathe, but they also sighed in relief when they realized the aura wasn't pointed toward them.

Lionus' eyes narrowed slightly, watching Leonel's back.

'He… isn't doing it on purpose… Just how many secrets do you have?'

Leonel took a step forward, crossing into the grey lands that bordered the two behemoths of this world.

An uncomfortable feeling seeped into his body immediately. It was similar to a muscle ache or a minor cold. Though it was nothing too severe, it still made Leonel all the more serious.

The light drizzle of rain rebounded across his body and robes as though trying to ebb away at his psyche.

Without a choice, he continued to walk forward.

What he didn't know was that there was a subtle change to his Segmented Cube.

All the while, sitting within Leonel's spatial bracelet, it passively absorbed energy. Even after Leonel stepped into this no-man's land, it never stopped. However, this energy was different.

It carried a tinge of blackness to it, seeping into the Lab Setting, toward the snowglobes, and into the resting place of the little mink…