Dimensional Descent

The Dwarven Race didn't know exactly what had happened, they had no idea how lucky they were that they had gotten off so easily. The other Races all lost at least one Ancestor, while some had even lost two, with the worst being the Beast Domain which had lost three.

In their ignorance, they were quite enraged by what had happened, but they were also hesitant. They were the weakest of the Races aside from the humans themselves and they had only attacked because they felt that it would be an easy way to gather more resources and strengthen themselves.

They were well aware that their current strategy of remaining holed up in their Domain and constantly defending against outside attacks couldn't last forever. They would suffer greatly eventually if they weren't also improving. The only race that could afford to rest on their laurels was the Spirituals. They didn't have such luxury.

An Ancestor of the Dwarven Race, Ancestor Beros, looked toward another, an Ancestor Wranqen with a questioning look. Ancestor Wranqen was the very same Ancestor that had tried to quickly kill Leonel during the commotion. He was being questioned about what he had experienced.

"... It was a powerful attack, I didn't feel like I could resist. But I don't understand it well. She attacked from at least 10 kilometers away, through Anarchic Force, her strength is not small. If she was closer, she could have very well killed me."

Ancestor Beros and the other Ancestors looked quite serious. Against such a powerful Ancestor level being, the Dwarven Race was at a disadvantage, especially if that child's ability to negate Bow Force could be extended toward them as well.

"More importantly, that brat who destroyed our siege tower, how is that he can dispel Bow Force? Isn't the Bow Domain Ring with the Spirituals? How is this possible?"

"This is something beyond even the Bow Domain Ring. The Bow Domain Ring can only dispel Bow Force targeted toward the person in question, but this child can dispel Bow Force in a wide range almost as though it's a Domain of sorts."

an Ability

unfortunate that this is

This man's opinion was highly respected as he was the one who had convinced them all to take part in this war. It was

Ancestor Beros could say anything, the

Prince of the Nomad Race. There's a

they had expected. Had something happened? What kind of change could

long later, Ancestor Beros entered a

Rapax Race, the Beast Domain, the Cloud Race, they were all here. The appearances of the Nomad, Rapax and Cloud Race could be imagined, but

thumped with the echo of a raging river. Every time its tongues slithered, a harsh whistling sound would

any single type of beast but rather had a myriad of races within them. However,

cooperate in anything but war because they all felt that more territory would only benefit

what happened next all the more

Rapax will not be participating in this matter

as grating on the ears as usual, but it seemed to be perfectly translated in the ears of

three heads and roared, its fury causing the skies

the only one who retreated, but he was definitely the one that had the