Dimensional Descent

Leonel exhaled a breath, shaking his head as he tossed around the Dream Net in his palms. It would take an hour for it to come down from its cooldown, and then he would need to find a Tier Nine creature to take down to maximize it.

His mind had already moved on from this situation and he was already thinking about how to deal with what was next. The fact he had just dealt with two Pavilion Heads, thoroughly killing one of them, didn't seem to fill him with any sort of pride at all. It just felt... Natural.

This time, it wasn't a confidence that came from some mysterious force from the future, but rather one that was all his own. These were victories that he had claimed for himself and they weren't tainted by things that hadn't happened yet or might not happen at all for that matter.

He was the perfect image of calm and collected.

'The Owlans...'

Leonel's gaze narrowed. This would be an extremely troublesome matter. He only needed one thing to confirm this for him: the fact they had dared to enter with only three people.

In truth, it wasn't as though you could come in with an unlimited number. After a certain cap, you'd have to pay extra Contribution Points for the right of entry. That was variable depending on how many Contribution Points the Challenge triggerers used and what tier of True Dream Plane was going to be opened.

Obviously, this time, the limit was around a dozen or so, which was why the numbers of Spirituals and Nomads had been so close this time around.

It made sense that Clarence and Leonel had entered on their own, there was no one else who had the guts to come. But the Owlans definitely had more people...

So why three?

two explanations that Leonel could think of. The first was that they were extremely confident

of the Owlans, and they

was that they had a special treasure not much unlike Regnier's shield

even very well

that wasn't a coincidence. If they were as confident as they portrayed themselves to be, they were probably waiting at the base of the final mountain, ready to take his head. In that case, the only reason they wouldn't have just gone up

the skies. 'The last

If it was used as a normal weapon or accessory to combat, what was the need to hide

even after inspecting it for a while, he still felt that

trump card of the Nomads, there would be no

this wasn't all there was to it, then what was Regnier's excuse for not using it when his life was on

so myself,' Leonel tooted his own horn a bit, 'so it's possible that he just couldn't react... It's also possible that he planned to use whatever that true trump card was only after securing the Tier

fight, Regnier had been firmly on the losing end and had only survived for so long because Leonel needed bait for Burul. Under such circumstances,

step back, the fact Regnier used that pulse attack would also lull Leonel into a false sense of

was nothing else special about the shield? What if Regnier suddenly

that wouldn't work Leonel considering he had already deduced that there had to be something else hidden within it. But the point was still a