Dimensional Descent

The choice of the Rapax didn't make sense to the remaining Ancestors. Their greater hatred told them that the Rapax were just cowards, but the much greater reason told them that this was absolute nonsense. The Rapax were a warring race, they were constantly attacking all of the Domains at once. In truth, they were a bit of an eyesore due to this, however they were so difficult to deal with that none of the Domains had taken action until now.

There was no race that was more prepared for war than the Rapax. From youth, they were birthed on the battlefield and from the moment they took their first breaths they had already begun to acclimate to Anarchic Force whereupon by the time they were mature, they were practically entirely immune. It also didn't help that they were entirely undetectable through usual sensory methods.

Due to all of this, they were a race unafraid of provocation and loss. They were probably the least moved by the loss of their Ancestors. So why were they retreating?

Even with all of this being laid out before them, the Ancestors simply didn't have a reason. They had no idea what had happened all those years ago, and maybe to them, even if they did know, they could never connect these two matters because it was simply too ridiculous.

After a moment, the Ancestors of the Cloud Race and the Nomad Race spoke.

"Even without the Rapax, this matter can't be ignored. The Human Domain cannot be allowed to produce an Eighth Dimensional World and advance within it."

If these words were to echo in Leonel's ears, it was unknown how he would react.

All this while, his assumptions toward why it was the Human Domain was being attacked was quite benign and normal. An Eighth Dimensional world provided a world of resources. These other Domains might not care about Seventh Dimensional worlds because they had too many, but Eighth Dimensional worlds, the pinnacle of the Dimensional Verse, were another animal entirely.

resources, but rather an attempt to stop

races were far beyond that of humans, so much so that when it was one to one, humans would almost always lose against other races with the exception of the Dwarven

will have to

this boy would make it so clear that it was three days?

that in three days they will control that mysterious formation to vanish, and then when we've

could your spies not know

was somewhat ugly when he heard this

"What is it?"

not a single one has sent reports about this formation. From the information I was fed before this war began, it's impossible for the humans to have such a measure, and it's even more impossible that it

"No news, that's impossible."

Ancestor Beros finally interjected, his brows locked into

though he wasn't here after inviting him here was too ridiculous, no? It was one thing for

invite the Dwarven Race. So they were needed. They quickly explained things, but the more Beros heard,

forced to retreat before these things occurred so I was unaware. However, we experienced something similarly baffling. One of our siege towers was destroyed by a boy, likely the same boy you are speaking about. Indeed, he did say

awake. They had subconsciously ignored Leonel's name because they couldn't be bothered to give a Sixth Dimensional existence the time of day. They all inwardly believed that