Dimensional Descent

"We demand answers!"

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"Give me my babies back!"

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"Where is the Patriarch! We demand to speak to him! Why has he said nothing!?"

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The roars of protest outside the Godlen family estate quickly grew into a fever pitch. The Blood Clones that Leonel was controlling didn't even need to stir up the crowd for much, and they quickly slipped away after their damage was done.

The Godlens weren't used to having to deal with public relations much. Their city was mostly harmonious, but rather than this being due to their excellent governance, it was mostly because of the power disparity.

In a world where everyone carried explosive power in their hands, it was harder to find concepts like democracy. Usually, the powerful ruled, and the weak accepted it.

When that was the sort of dynamic at play, even if things weren't perfect, or even if they were practically in a state of perpetual war, the discontent of the people wasn't often a factor that was weighed in unless it was a matter of face.

Vivak was hesitant to take action personally precisely because of this. The more of an ethereal god he was in the eyes of the people, the easier it was to maintain his air of indomitability, and the less he had to worry about such things.

empire that had

than the land you were trying to take. This was because assimilating a land that didn't properly fear and revere you was difficult. It would often require dividing the population and forcing them to

the power needed to maintain that state was minimal so long as

entire Godlen city suddenly revolted, it would take quite some effort for the

was feeling pressure from all sides. Quite frankly, he was just a moment away from lashing out much

calming voice by his side as well. Rather than it

will handle it,"

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in the Incomplete World. But that wasn't to say

the gathering crowd that the situation was being handled and that this was

without scruples, also telling that since they

could someone with hope of victory possibly use such methods? Wasn't

that there might very well be more casualties, but they were taking this into account, starting a city-wide retreat that would

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little bruised,

this, then when the next explosion was triggered, the entire city would be overrun with riots. This approach was the

though, was that Leonel hadn't bothered to set up any more explosive formations. He had already guessed that this would happen, and he didn't feel the need to waste

was only to his

equation was just one less problem

formed with the blood of different people, creating a Blood Compass was useless. Anselma would have to literally scan these billions of people one by one if she wanted

the only things left in the city were Leonel, the task force, and the guards tasked with protecting the nexus nodes. Well, and Leonel's