Leonel's thoughts were consud by the consumption of Mine Cores. Every one he swallowed didn't seem like enough, and his consumption quickly crossed the seven figure mark and rapidly approached eight figures. He left behind his previous capacity by so far that his power practically beca its own engine, thrumming with power and energy so much so that the air around him trembled.
Leonel realized that he had been too neglectful before. He had been obsessed with improving his Dinsion, but he had forgotten that this wasn't the only path to improving himself.
No... it wasn't that he had forgotten. It was probably impossible for him to forget most things. The main issue was that he only had so much ti in the day and everything he had to do was so draining and all-consuming. He had co to enjoy the ti he spent with his wife instead and he didn't want to spend all the ti in the world consud by improvent.
So, though he knew the room he had to improve his tal Body was there, the idea of sitting down and swallowing up millions of Mine Cores, especially when it wouldn't help him destroy the enemies he really wanted to destroy, just felt like sothing he could put off until later.
But now, feeling the vast difference, it was akin to a new sky opening up.
From over 700,000, he shot over a million, then two, then four, he didn't even begin to see his potential limits until after he had crossed 6,000,000, and even then he showed no signs of slowing down until over eight.
The problem was that even though he could split his mind, there was only so much energy his body could consu at once. With his skin, it was easy because it was external, but if he was targeting individual cells inside his body, he had no choice but to use more roundabout thods...
Until sothing suddenly clicked.
After consuming so many Mine Cores, it felt to Leonel as though he had sensed sothing different. He opened himself up to that new feeling and he felt his Destruction World layer on top of the world around him.
In that mont, the Mine Cores around him shattered like glass, being crushed beneath the pressure.
Leonel's first reaction was panic. He had reacted on instinct, but didn't his Destruction World, well... destroy? What did he think was going to happen? Where had that feeling even co from?
But as soon as those thoughts of panic appeared, he washed it away with several more thoughts as he realized several things in quick succession.
First, just now, he had reacted on instinct, as though he knew how best to do sothing that would benefit him. But this obviously wasn't a feeling that he should have had naturally, that ant that it was a new phenona, and by extension, could only be related to his new status as a Quasi World Spirit.
Anastasia never had to learn how to use ti and space because it ca to her naturally. There was a reason the Segnted Cube managed to have so many ti-altering treasures within it.
And much the sa way, just now, he had naturally felt that he could do sothing related to his Destruction World. Whatever that feeling was, it shouldn't have stirred him wrong, and that helped him to calm down.
The second thing he recalled was his own comprehension of Destruction and Creation to begin with.
Scarlet Star Force was at such an extre of Creation that it manifested to the world as Destruction... but shouldn't that an that the opposite was also possible?
Right now, it might be called his Destruction World, but wasn't he creating it in a sense? And in this situation, although he had "destroyed" the Mine Cores, weren't they still living in another form, ready to be reborn as a part of him?
There was a reason why after wild forest fires, forests would often grow back more vibrant. If from Creation you could take so much that you ended up Destroying, then why was it that you couldn't do the sa from the opposite direction?
The mont he thought of this, it clicked for Leonel.
The benefit of tempering each one of his cells didn't just open him up to using Force through everything single one of them, but didn't it also an that he could absorb Force from all of them as well?
While it was true that [Final Destruction] was a Dinsion strengthening and improvent thod... who said that the foundation it laid couldn't help him to improve his tal Body as well?
After this thought, Leonel's approach completely changed and the Mine Core Essence around him split into countless tiny streams, tempering each one of his cells individually and forming a comprehensive tal Body that was on an entirely different level.
To Leonel's surprise, he didn't need more Mine Cores to do this. In fact, he needed less.
As he did so, the other streams of wasted Mine Core Essence were pulled out and used to temper his cells individually until Leonel's body practically glistened.
Flashes of gold and dark gold danced across his body, the light gliding off his bronzed skin as though he had beco a glass fixture in a room of bright rays.
His strength increased by leaps and bounds and he realized that his father was, indeed, a Morales.
Velasco seed to have separated himself from the normal path of his lineages, but that didn't an that he didn't pull from them in so way.
When he created [Final Destruction], he would have kept in mind its compatibility with thods that Leonel was already practicing.
And in that sort of situation, how could they not play into one another hand in hand.
Leonel's tal Body began to form a balance with his Destruction World, stabilizing and anchoring to a greater degree.
Finally, his Fourth Dinsion tal Body reached a point of absolute saturation.
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