Dimensional Descent

2168 Two Sons.

The shock of this matter wouldn't truly settle in until much later. It was simply far too unfathomable, and worse than that, it was almost impossible for news to spread from Domain to Domain. While the Cloud Race had infiltrated the humans, this was a very rare instance of taking advantage of a very unique talent.

However, there was one matter that couldn't be hidden, a matter so shocking that it wasn't a mere simulation that would be astonished, but rather the entirety of the Cataclysm Zone. Or, more accurately… The Vast Bubble.

The location was deep within the Vast Bubble, a region where only powerhouses could hope to step foot. The deeper one was, the more powerful the demonic attacks one would face would be. These sorts of places were rife with resources, but there was only a collection of a very few that would dare to step into this territory.

This place was one where the Four Great Families thrived, the Brazinger family, the Laevis family, the Adurna family, and the Crudus family.

Soon after vanishing, it was this location that Imperatress Anselma and the others returned to. This was the place they called home. But what they didn't expect was that the phenomena of golden blood filling the skies that had taken hold of the Human Domain and the Void Battlefield, would be even more exaggerated in this location, so much so that even they, who were quickly replenishing their strength as Ninth Dimensional existences, suddenly felt far too suffocated to breathe.

Their expressions changed one after another because they knew exactly what this sort of thing meant, but they couldn't bring themselves to believe it. It was unfathomable to them, something that they were entirely unwilling to accept… It was a True Death.

others except other Ninth Dimensional existence. But even then, a Ninth

they were also the sum of their comprehension. Given enough time, it was possible for a Ninth Dimensional existence to regain their life slowly, even though their consciousness was indeed dead, or rather, in this

at all, it would become a True Death, a death whereupon there would be no coming back, no slow retrieval process,

sum of what a Ninth Dimensional expert had been would be released back to the universe. The strength of such an existence was truly unfathomable, especially when they reached a certain level that allowed them

been related to a single existence… A Regulator. Either such an existence had to offend a Regulator in

existence was a great boon. It would

to be in control of everything, this was the worst-case scenario... And for more reasons than just

long ago, the final seal on the barrier had shattered. The Vast Bubble was on its

at once, because they also came to another realization. The person that had died… there couldn't be such a coincidence in this world. There was no doubt that this person was King, the strongest expert of the Vast Bubble, an existence unfathomable to them and the

of the Dream Project, the man who loomed in the shadows of the Dream Pavilion, a bestower of abilities,

seen the spear strike. They had seen the blood. They

that he might die, at the very worst an extremity of his was injured and he had roared

bodies shivered from head

was killed by a single spear stroke, one stroke of the blade, a single chance in an infinitesimally small window of opportunity… all at the hands of a man who had been forced to