Dimensional Descent

~Hours ago.

"What is the meaning of this-?!"

The man who had prepared to speak for the Dream Pavilion stopped his words, realizing that he had almost lost his temper toward this mad woman. Although he didn't fear her, he didn't want to offend her without reason either. Even so, this action of Mo''Lexi's was completely maddening.

She knew how much weight her name held, and she seemed to have even put a little bit of extra oomph into it this time as well.

Of their participants, she had killed off over 90% of them! Mo''Lexi was still frozen in shock, looking at Leonel. That was because everyone else had practically died immediately, while those that managed to survive were in an agonizing struggle with their own minds that manifested in waves of pain. However, Leonel just stood there in a daze.

It took her a while to snap out of it and realize that she was being spoken to.

"What are you moping about?" She said with a frown. "You wanted to kill at least this many regardless. We don't need numbers, we need elites. How can the numbers of even a thousand Incomplete Worlds match the population of our Bubbles? Let alone the fact we only have barely over a hundred. I just saved us all some time. Why have them fight one another when we can do this instead."

The man's jaw clenched. Mo''Lexi was correct, but only in part.

The issue was that not everyone had such powerful resistance to Dream Force, especially not if they came from an Incomplete World. They might have strengths that were focused in other areas.

In fact, for their purposes, they even preferred those with such weaknesses. It would make them far easier to control, almost superficially injured.

were definitely geniuses that excelled in certain facets that simply didn't even know about the importance of Dream Force protection. Even Leonel, who was practically a Dream Force savant, hadn't known about the importance of protecting yourself against the Dream Force of others until he, himself, entered the Dream Plane. How much worse off

were as good as dead now, only leaving a small number that

because those here didn't understand this truth, none of them were fools. Rather, it was

clearly understanding this, and

over there, didn't I find a perfect little genius-pawn for

he looked down below. When he saw who it was, his

vulnerable. If he died now, he

feet and eyes began

heart skipped another beat as Clarence stepped forward, grabbing the rails of the

"Destruction Sovereign! Kill him!"

red-haired woman, clearly of the Brazingers, spoke sharply. Her

woman that Leonel's father had fought. In fact, none of

the strength of Leonel's father, the price to pay to descend to Incomplete Worlds, even with countermeasures, was too great as a Ninth

hand was held out to stop the

think that's appropriate,

but rather a man from a group that Leonel didn't immediately recognize. He wore plain linen robes that were a slight tannish-brown color and his words

was Vivak Godlen, a representative of the Godlen

Are you a fan of

spoke calmly. "You are experiments no different from those Envoys. If there's any close relations to them, shouldn't your family be first in line to be put

"It seems