Dimensional Descent

"I've duplicated the compasses. So long as you stand in different regions across the city, it should make it possible to get them all at once," Anselma explained as calmly as she could.

If it wasn't for her butler's constant mention of the fact there was already just a few hours left until she wouldn't have to deal with this anymore, she would have already completely lost her temper.

Vivak didn't even communicate with her directly any longer. Instead, he sent this weak wife of his that she could snap in half between two fingers. Did he forget who she was?! How much power she wielded?!

"In addition, I've limited the range to just 30 meters so that the compasses will not interfere with one another. Like this, there shouldn't be a case where they go haywire again."

"Thank you for your help, Imperatress. The Godlens are ever-grateful."

Matriarch Pyius bowed slightly and swiftly walked out of the room, holding a spatial ring filled with Blood Compasses.

Unfortunately, the Blood Compass was too easily fooled. Because it could only point in a single direction, he could easily be confused.

As such, the Godlens were forced to restrict the range again and instead use the large amounts of blood they gained from the clones they had captured in an attempt to catch all of the Leonels in one sweep.

Matriarch Pyius' expression became steely. This had to work. There were tens of thousands of Blood Compasses here and they had taken Anselma hours to make.

What they didn't know was that Leonel found all of this quite amusing. His Blood Clones couldn't hide themselves from detection of Internal Sight like his main body could. What was the point of all that effort? If they just swept their senses around, they'd eventually find them all since the city had been mostly emptied by now.

They had falsely assumed that since Leonel could hide himself, all of his Blood Clones could do the same. They had tunnel vision and were stuck on the uses of the compass.

However, why would he stop them from being foolish? They'd probably kick themselves when they realized, but by then he would be long gone.

...

connection with some of the Blood Clones

to protect himself. However, this was a part of

...

really

echoed, catching up to Matriarch Pyius. This was none other than Mauve, the very same old man Leonel had fought back when he first charged into the Pyius family. However, he seemed to look about ten years younger now than he had

since he looked so much older. This wasn't due to a talent

but even now they were quite

Matriarch, Amynta,

a bitch..."

lost at the hands of that brat, but it was good to know he

much for things to continue like this. We're the last of the

a hand. "This isn't the time to consider such things. I am not a Pyius, I am a Godlen. All

turned her back on them without a word... and now they would be

the compasses to Liana,

that they were holding yet another Blood

in realization before their

This young man...