Dimensional Descent

When Clarence finally looked back, he found the full brunt of the Human Race bearing down on him. They were, unsurprisingly, enraged. However, his expression was just the same.

He had already resigned himself to death the moment he submitted the Vast Dream Pavilion for the Challenge. He acted without scruples, and while he wouldn't harm the Human Race on purpose, he also wouldn't needlessly hold back due to cowardice either.

"Do you have any idea what you've just done, Clarence?" Gemmes' eyes were entirely red. It seemed that he was using all the self-control he had to not attack this man he had known for centuries.

Clarence sneered. "Why does it seem like you're more mad at me than you've ever been at those Demons? Why are you trying to hold yourself back so much now? You seemed to be so calm just minutes ago while they were spitting in our faces."

"You-!"

"Oh, I get it. You're not holding back because of me at all; it's because of these little kiddies in my hand, right? Even now, you give more respect to these children than you do your own race. How about some self-reflection, coward!"

Clarence's Dream Force ripped through the atmosphere, and his calm expression gave way to his own fury.

"You're still so selfish."

The words came from a calm woman with a head of green hair and sparkling green eyes. She spoke quite softly.

This woman was of the Crudus family and of the same status as Imperatress Anselma: Ymesmai Crudus.

Clarence shuddered slightly when he heard this woman's words. But after giving her a glance, he didn't say anything else and simply took a step and vanished.

going to face off against the true experts of Existence very soon; he didn't give a damn about what challenges these people might try

they have an affinity for Dream Force, feel

the human Bubble Worlds, the booming echo of a Ninth Dimensional

...

everyone else. He had already been planning on going, but now the situation was

he had just appeared out of nowhere, forcing Leonel to use [Finality] at the last moment. Had he not, the portal might have stayed open for long

to choose between offending one more enemy and his life, the answer was obvious. Plus,

That should have been

surge of power caught

rushing out the ground, a spark of strength coming from him. Leonel could feel that the little guy had just entered the Quasi Seventh Dimension. One more half step and he

worth far more than anyone else's. Which was why not only had it come out from the

Leonel grinned. "Worth it."

on it, sending it into

to do the same for the Evolution Ore... Anastasia, throw this Ore into the

"Got it."

this with all the Ore he got from this world. He had a feeling that not all Ore was created equal. Depending on the world it came from, it could be tainted. That was why some Bronze Grade weapons were far stronger than others, though part of that was also a Craftsman's

would be his great equalizer. He didn't have to worry about low-quality Ores because of