Dimensional Descent

Mo''Lexi's head snapped up, her expression changing.

"No-!"

It was too late.

The center of the explosion was none other than the room that held the portal, and the backlash was devastating.

Space itself was worn and torn apart. There was nothing calm and tranquil about two worlds fusing together, let alone more than a half dozen.

While lives away from the edges of these worlds would be mostly preserved, those so close to the edge as was in this case, would find themselves teetering on the blade of life and death.

Mo''Lexi could only watch in shock and horror as the crates that had been so diligently worked on, combining countless centuries of resources from the Cult, were unceremoniously shredded to pieces.

Alastar was blown away, as was Aina's clone, but it was like Mo''Lexi had lost her soul.

How could this happen? According to their calculations, there were still several more months before the demons could map out the in-between worlds, and several more years after that before the seal's lingering energy would truly collapse.

Whether it was one or the other, there was time, so much time...

She stood in a daze, the tears in reality unable to harm her, at least not at this level.

Suddenly, the situation just felt... hopeless.

...

entered the portal and found a huge commotion

so many weeks in the hangar, where the only "breathing" room

who pined for the sun so much, but it

noticed were the enormous

clearly had defined grooves and complex mix and matches of various ores that formed a very delicate balance... at least they did

of the puzzle, a part of the Human Race's plans to turn them into convenient farm animals. It felt good to see them blasted

had all this Crafting skill and nowhere to expel it all because the resources he had on hand

entirely missed in the past.

stepped into the Cataclysm Zone, it had felt like both an Eighth Dimensional world, and yet not at the

would be nearer the bottom. However, because the Forces were more whole and complete than Leonel was used to, it had still felt to him like an exceptionally high level

would probably know about this. He'd have to remember to

was that since the Forces were more complete, so were the resources born from them such as Force Herbs and ores.

Black Grade treasure that came from El'Rion's world might be

away large pieces of flying rubble as he scanned the region, trying to get

had already stashed mountains worth of these precious resources. Thinking about all the things he could create with these alone, he felt like he was floating

se, but rather because he felt

the path for him, but one

still hated to

behind a large falling piece of rubble, his gaze sharpening. He felt that someone was

on the same level as Bogrum and those other two. They should have had positions similar to Leonel's role in the hangar. The rest of them were participants from Incomplete Worlds that Leonel recognized. That meant that whoever was

another, but he

control over using it. At the same time, even if he was found... so what? He could just say that Mo''Lexi had sent him into the in-between

and he liked

swept over. As a Dream Sovereign, he was far less affected than