Dimensional Descent

The commotion this caused was hard to describe. It felt as though Leonel palm had suddenly descended from the skies, casting a shadow over all and gripping each one of their hearts one by one.

Life Grade Crafters were simply impossibly rare. In the whole of the Human Domain, the number of them weren't even close to four digits. In fact, they weren't even half way there. The difficulty of crossing that final step was one that had stalled many for far too long.

To put this matter into perspective, there were easily millions upon millions of Gold Grade Crafters, and yet not even 500 Life Grade Crafters. This was how solid this bottleneck was.

There were some exceptionally rare geniuses who could cross this step while in the Seventh Dimension. But it was more accurate to say that this was just a painting of how difficult it was to step into the Eighth Dimension rather than a function of how difficult it was to become a Life Grade Crafter. It was simply impossible for a person to focus on both unless you were on the level of Cynthia and Velasco, or had many, many years of experience like the Omann and Morales Ancestors.

And yet, here was an absolute genius with the strength of a Seventh Dimensional existence at the Sixth Dimension who had already crossed this threshold. In fact, it seemed that he had crossed it long ago, so much so that he could create a million of them right before their eyes.

Cynthia gripped the railing of the Omann family flagship. Her pupils couldn't seem to stop trembling even when she tried to stabilize herself.

She had realized something from the beginning that everyone else was only now realizing.

This stingrays… Leonel had no way of knowing they would be the oceanic beast he would receive, he hadn't even known what reward his subordinates would be able to bring back ahead of time. That meant that Leonel had casually drawn up a blueprint for a Life Grade treasure in a few minutes before executing it right before all of their eyes.

alone. Cynthia had spent an entire decade on the blueprint she was most proud of, she hadn't even gotten around

Crafting it. Many of the not even 500 Life Grade Crafters in existence in the Human Domain only had one

two blueprints would be entirely unique to these Crafters and often powerful families and experts would be exorbitant prices just to have one of these unique treasures

the Quasi Life Grade for

two dozen blueprints under their wings, including Cynthia. Only Ancestor Hito of the Morales and the oldest Omann were speculated to have hundreds, maybe even thousands of

such blueprints… and casually creating one after a few minutes

Cynthia and the other Crafters of her level used. But Cynthia wasn't a fool, the gate of the Life Grade had little to

Crafter, regardless of the base materials used, was still the Life Grade. It was several orders of magnitude more valuable than

combat strength hadn't done this. Not his Scarlet Star Force, not his Void Star Force, not

Grade Crafter who could do such things

was that the weight was about to become much, much

…

taken a break in the middle minute changes could

pod. Judging by the skies above, he had

a wave of his hand, the skies were suddenly filled with armors,