Dimensional Descent

"These humans are actually so worthless. What was all this preparation for," A Nomad young man yawned.

This young man mumbled to himself, watching the carnage without much care. He leaned back on his own floating hands, reclining in the skies without a care. He was well known among his race, but this went without saying since he was chosen to lead his own legion. He was Prince Gregwyn, and was quite known for his laziness. He was probably the only Nomad who would use his extra hands in such a way.

The Nomad Race's standout feature was, of course, their three pairs of hands, two of which were attached by their wrists to their arms, and the remaining four of which floated around their bodies as though they had minds of their own. Then there was, of course, the gems on their foreheads, a protrusion of their Ethereal Glabellas.

Gregwyn looked off to the side. Two of his floating hands acted as his seat and the remaining two acted as his backrest. He looked quite comfortable, and yet he seemed to want more from the occasion.

Did he feel bad about attacking the humans like this? Of course not. He only lamented that they weren't strong enough.

The humans weren't unique in this matter. Every Domain that formed an Eighth Dimensional world like this would be invaded. Well... aside from the Spirituals.

That said, the humans were unlucky in the fact that so many were attacking them at once. Back when their Nomad Race had experienced this, only the Beat Domain had invaded. The only race that had experienced a similar level of pressure was the Dwarven Race, and right now the Dwarven Race had ironically sent the most experts.

still held a grudge from being kicked out

density of Anarchic Force. Anyone who could expel their Force over large

is breached and then just the third line would be left. By then, the entire Human Domain will be open to us and the war will basically be over. It would be impossible for them to defend more from entering

with their own problems so they didn't want to overextend themselves by entering the Human Domain fully before, but now they won't have such scruples.

Gregwyn laughed uproariously.

Race, a pair of brother and sister stood in the air, the

they were mowed down. It was a truly devastating sight. The humans could only form barricades

that they looked more like short humans as opposed to dwarves in the eyes of most. The Princess, Ularora,

Leonel would very easily recognize, it was the very one he had first run into when he returned from the Cataclysm Zone. And, as expected, it was

Palace. He hadn't told anyone why, but if he had said

It was, of course, due to his special Ability Index that he was

Rowan got an order that made his brows jump

Retreat? What?

was nothing to retreat back to but the first line, but the so-called first line was just the Void Palace itself. It was