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.

those that had died just now, there 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 was everyone

of those geniuses were as good as dead now, only leaving a small number that could actually

this truth, none of them were fools. Rather,

clearly understanding this, and even more clearly not

didn't I find a perfect little genius-pawn for you? You

he looked down below. When he saw who

He was completely vulnerable. If he died now,

and eyes began to

as Clarence stepped forward, grabbing

"Destruction Sovereign! Kill him!"

of the Brazingers, spoke sharply. Her words practically

obviously not the same woman that Leonel's father had fought. In fact, none of the

four were currently experiencing a great state of weakness. Clearly, aside from the strength of Leonel's father, the price to pay to descend to Incomplete Worlds, even with countermeasures, was too great as a Ninth

held out

think that's appropriate,

immediately recognize. He wore plain linen

Vivak Godlen, a representative of the Godlen

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experiments no different from those Envoys. If

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